Watching all the faces
As people come and go
I can say for sure
None of them do I know
People of all races
Old, middle aged and young
Sitting here and waiting
For appointments to be done
It's a very quiet place
A doctor's waiting room
They try to make it cheerful
But there is an underlying gloom
So many people here with hope
That life will still go on
Silently hoping and praying
That life won't be done too soon
10-31-18/RjH
Ray, on the 4th line of the 3rd stanza, there's a little typo that needs editing- - it should read 'But there', not but the- - fingers were probably flying and you skipped a couple of letters there- - but Otherwise, it's PERFECT!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Waiting room where we see gloom, silent prayer and hope.Fantastic write.