A woman sits in her courtyard waiting for flowers to grow,

Another waits at her bank to make the last payment on her house,

A boy fishes at the neighborhood pond waiting for a bite,

A baby cries in her crib, waiting for familiar hands
to scoop her up in a warm embrace,

A woman waits for news of a job offer,

A teenager sits in class waiting for the last bell to ring,

An airplane pilot waits for the signal to take off,
another waits for clearance to land,

A child waits for his turn on the slide,

A photographer waits for a perfect sunset,

A chef waits for the first reviews of her new restaurant,

A writer waits for inspiration,

A farmer waits for rain,

A patient waits for her pain to end,

Eventually, the waiting will end,

the flowers will bloom,

and we’ll begin again.

Subjects of photo – Regina and Maggie May

2 responses

  1. I feel closer to the essence of our collective human experience told in these deceptively simple lines of poetry.

    1. Thank you, Judy. Our connections are often invisible but so very deep.

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