What am I looking for? what do I seek!
As eyes grow dim and body sleeps.
Pursue the fickle dreams of man
With those who can't and those who can,
Some that will: some that won't
Men who care: men who don't
Then rise and great each brand new day,
fritter precious time away.
Treat each day as one before
Sigh!
What am I looking for.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
thanks for your kind comments, I enjoy reading your poems, seems you get a lot of hits on your page but you bio Tells us little about you, not that it matters just human interest I suppose, nice too know a little about people we interact with cheers Kb