There's something waiting to happen
Just not sure what it is yet
My feet keep on tappn'
My heart's but in a fret
The future one cannot predict
But we can't live in the past
My soul I cannot restrict
Because time passes so fast
One day my time will come
When everything falls into place
Never forget where you came from
Even when blessed with Grace
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem