When i was a toddler my mom instilled in me
the value of waiting, that what i was whining for
would come in a minute
Until i found out that waiting is part and parcel
of living a blithesome life, that whatever i do it must
be in stride
Things done posthastily would spell negativity,
but things done methodically would mean success
is in the offing sooner than i think
With my dreams, my hopes, my wishes, my yearnings,
all in a long queue, waiting for the lucky stars to shine on them
with tenacity still ruling my heart
And with the longevity that i forsee to be on my side,
such waiting is never in surrealism, not even a pipe dream,
it's now on the horizon
With all the pains of woes that go along with patience
in waiting, I know God will grant the desires of my heart
as i wait even till kingdom come
