Patience

Patience Patience is something I know that I lack, I’m one waiting line away from a heart attack. I want immediate satisfaction, immediate result, I’m running a race, not dancing a waltz. I’m always early, I’m never late, Procrastination is something I hate. I’m not one to sit on my hands, My attention span is like a rubber band. Pull me too far, I’ll snap and break, Yet you tease me to see how much I can take. You say “a good woman is worth waiting for”. And you’re smiling all-the-while I’m pacing the floor. “Patience my dear” you say with a grin, As we walk out the door, late once again. Evening finally comes and you’re ready for bed, You fluff up the pillow under your head. “Are you coming My Love?” a passionate cry, “In a minute Sweetheart, the ballgames a tie”. Patience!