Waiting, Waiting
Surrounded by myriad friends
at his leave-taking
surrendering his soul, to Whom
and waiting,
waiting for what...
They clasped hands, freely hugged
nodded knowingly
While he waited, waited, for what ...
alone, insufferably alone
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2024
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