Beside the road
I saw the lonely stranger,
Being anxious,
I asked him,
"What are you doing? "
He smiled and said,
"I am waiting for the good time, "
I laughed and said to him,
"It will never come; "
The great stranger gently said to me,
"Dear friend!
I believe
In my optimistic soul that
Good time will surely come in life,
If I wait for it
Patiently and sincerely,
Yes, it has to come."
good time must come not by the waiting but by the welfare doing
A well penned poem. Truly impressive and inspiring......5 stars*****
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
telll him to keep waiting