Wait Poem by ANJANDEV ROY

He is approaching
With his old and wrinkled face,
He is the last man in the queue,
The wise old man is weak and frail,
But his eyes are still shining with great energy and delight.
Wait for the important veteran, dear friends!
He has been here since long before
Even when most of you were not born,
He is the greatest sage who first brought light in this ignorant sphere,
Please wait for him,
He is coming near slowly but steadily,
Soon he will arrive,
Give him the chance to ignite the beautiful candle in this wonderful occasion today,
Truly he deserves this.