No ifs and buts and frets on time gone astray
We were exactly where supposed to be each day.
We were exactly at the right place with right face
Not drifting around but knocking the right address.
No ifs and buts and frets deeming years as waste
We were exactly on the right track doing our best.
We were exactly picking of all the choices the choice
Not straying but staying to listen to our inner voice.
Exactly is really an exact well composed thank you dear brother
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is a good way to look at life. The choices we make always seem like the right ones at the time we make them, so there should be no regrets.