Now one second seems to be one hour,
one minute one day.
one day one year.
When you said you would remain busy for a whole week,
I got dumb like a piece of stone
because I knew here one week means seven years.
Yet I will wait for you.
I will wait till the end of the week.
I will wait until the doomsday comes.
I will wait because I have nothing to do but to wait for you.
Sayeed Abubakar
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/nothing-to-do-but-to-wait-for-you/
