Next
Next
by PoetPrentice
Anxiously waiting
With the patience of Job
Year after year
Every turn of the globe
I wait to be next
Feeling gladsome
Next to be able to say
The time has come
So many before me
So many to come
Marching the same beat
But to a different drum
As long as it takes
I’ll wait to be next
Though at times it seems
My efforts be vexed
I’m somewhat perplexed
But not hexed
Just...
Waiting to be next.
Written March 10, 2017
Copyright © Poetprentice Dupins | Year Posted 2017
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