A man and wife and child were lost,
Driving in a blizzard of snow.
Their car stalled from a clogged exhaust.
There wasn't anyplace to go.
They huddled close inside the car,
While the storm continued outside.
After a day, no change so far.
To leave them - he had to decide.
He started walking down the road.
All around him was blowing white.
For long hours and miles he strode,
Praying his loved ones were all right.
The wife and child were found okay.
His corpse was found ten yards away.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
have love, act with love - even prayer without love is useless - thanks for the stunning story - its terrific!