I've searched, listed and emailed,
Chatted, dated and waited for him.
Spending many a boring lonely day,
My mantra, patience is my virtue.
Expectations of a desire disappoint,
Satisfy a failed hope of confidence.
A sojourn alone in life’s waiting room,
Only to repeat and repeat my mantra.
A vague interim of suspended actions,
Is the causation exerted by the process.
The procedure redundant progress slow,
Written for results desirous to passion.
If Only There Was . . .
-By Sheilah Say
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