My Long Wait
Is there a time to forget worries
and please the senses
with a temporary fix?
Who tried this new trick?
My long wait
is a test of unbearable patience,
does anyone see this rush?
I've been burned by an insane crush!
Winter's evenings call for light,
we shiver hiding from fright;
no urge to throw snowballs,
they can wait until fear stops.
We all want a reward,
but often we srike the wrong cord;
we frighten and spoil
the song calling it quits,
killing all the wits,
ammusing a throll!
My long wait
is a dreadful threat,
It'll last until sunset;
I'll be a wreck!
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