Two men walking in, dressed in kilts and looking fine.
Everyone clapping and smiling, them included.
A wonderful change in scenery as we are altered in
our stances of achievement.
Anticipating the uncertainty of everything in life,
aspiring to highest sections of intellectual bliss
that can be attained here where we are right now.
Happily eliciting tones of life and matching them to
many expressions I have thought of in today's agenda.
Wavering very little, just moving forward inside of
blankets wrapped around me for safety.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem