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    Waiting Room

 

 

Learning to wait,

for a voice to cross

to me.

To fill this space,

measured in Days,

Weeks, or Miles.

 

Mere lonliness would

bring relief from this

void.

 

A word is sought,

Patience unknown,

Complacency,

A Dream.

Existence is as close

as it will ever be.

 

Measuring the

Moments,

Learning to count

without seeming to care.

 

Moving on beyond

All feeling, as has been

told.

 

Life can continue

If only this One,

Could learn to

wait.

 

 
Copyright © 2006- Teresa Rothman