I have no gift of patience

now that time in life is short.

I couldn’t see the way ahead

like a ship without a port.

I didn’t want to wait so long

to finally get a clue.

I really expected more from life

and have high expectations of you.

Changes big and small with

confidence turning the key

will open the lock

to where I’ll grow  and bloom

and see the gifts in store for me.

 

 

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Just squint…

Move to the right.

It becomes a Holy Night.

Move to the left.

Everyone is near, you are not bereft.

While planes meet and once again diverge?

Reasoning holds no place,

Head cocked, waiting.

Waiting,

for words that leave.

They come again, changed.

Just as I forever will be.

Changed.

neighborhood Eagle, in College Village

Anchorage, Alaska

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