Once it has been decided,
My comments written are ready...
For public scrutiny.
I've already committed myself to content.
But excited?
Not as much as one might perceive.
I am as protective as a parent.
Wanting to shield what my child hears.
Knowing there will be criticsms freely given.
But feelings critiqued.
Never leave to disappear.
And difficult it is to correct,
What has been addressed and expressed.
Once it has been decided,
Comments written are made ready...
For public scrutiny?
I hold my breath.
Expecting the best.
Hoping my 'child' will not become offended.
But listen!
And become challenged to digest,
First.
With comprehension.
And not reflect...
What has been spoken.
And not to get upset or heartbroken.
It isn't easy,
Being devoted to missions.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem