Though sometimes I think
That the best is what I have now,
Maybe it may not even be good
As I move into the future
Do you know why?
I cannot see but I feel that best is within
And it has not come out yet.
Though sometimes people think
I will never have the full loaf
I say that not half but a part
Is enough for me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem