Happiness can hurt for those who wait.
love feels wrong when you wait at the gate.
and as time is only there to be take
may only loss out for the ones whose late
for all the children who will sing
for the special one with a cup to bring
full of goodness of our dreams
to be lost in never-land, like kings and queens
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem