Thursday, October 24, 2013
Never my strong suit,
Impatience, to the nth power.
Who among humans likes to wait?
No one I know.
Mom said to take notes,
Her voice in my head, a welcome friend.
She had to wait for this and that as well,
And never much liked it either.
Is that where I got it?
Usually the waiting looks like nothing,
When looking backward,
At the end of all the waiting.