She Waits
She waits in traffic while running her errands
singing along to the car radio,
then waits in lines at various places
smiling at faces she doesn’t know.
Evenings, she waits for her husband
cooking dinners she knows he will love.
Later, inside a room made for waiting,
she writes poetry prior to the appointment that alters her life.
She next finds herself waiting week after week
for the chemo to take its effect -
waiting and puking night after night,
but still always tucking her children in bed,
Bible stories read and nightly prayers said.
Soon her strength wanes, but she waits for good news.
It’s not in her nature to wait for the bad.
She waits, and her strength never wavers.
In the end, her husband is waiting on her -
hand and foot, like she’d waited on him.
They’ve laid her to rest, and her family all know
where she’s gone, she waits there for them.
Written Jan. 27, 2016
for the Becca's Inspiration "Waiting" Poetry Contest of Craig Cornish
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