Surprises catch us unawares
When we least expect it, surprises pounce on us
Sending us into a tail spin despite our weapon wares
Whether we fret, freak out or fuss.
Surprises cut us down to size
Knocking us off our high horse
Snatching from hands a pleasure prize
Whether we're a blue collar janitor or a boss.
Surprises stretch our thoughts
Sneaking into deeper recesses of our minds
Snatching wandering whims, wishes and noughts
Whether our windows wave Venetian blinds.
Surprises serve souls with succulence
Feeding and feasting them on a fabulous favour
Provided people pave the way for patience
To pervade in their lives every endeavor.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
That's a really nice poem John.