Waiting


I always find myself waiting

Usually because I am debating

Am I waiting on myself

Or on a fabrication left unseen

Perhaps it is something I left

On Scene

Will it return

Unsure

I am still green

Falsities I tell myself

Thinking they will appear

Find myself always looking in the rear

What is unseen is yet to come

So I will continue to work

And hope that I will not

Become undone

This waiting process is vigorous

God please give me the strength

So I can make it down life’s long length

KAM


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