Waiting

 Why don’t We have Paper Ballots?

Waiting 

Waiting

Waiting

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.