Tomorrow may have untold difficulties
with obstacles interrupting a smooth ride…
Many bumps may follow consecutively
testing the confidence you have inside
Thoughts scatter into a realm of desperation
Slowly the morning sun gives light to the day
offering rays of hope… fueling inspiration
as the toxic night disburses and fades away
The hour has arrived and with that said…
Strap yourself in… the route is now clearer
There is one direction… going straight ahead
No time remains to readjust the rearview mirror
(7/9/2011)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem