Wait
The people wait, and wait,
And as they wait, they weigh:
The wind slicing through the trees,
Waves crashing on the shore,
Birds racing against the sky.
If time weighs,
It falls to them
To light the wait,
And time not tie them down.
Copyright © Desi Gall | Year Posted 2019
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