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I hate the wait (weight) - poetry
I get up in the morning And want to stay in bed Oh, so nice and warm Like fresh from the oven bread. My day is oh so busy I wish that I could stay In the quiet of my house If only I could play. Relax and play like Kids do No be of importance where they are Never bothered about being late Or looking ahead too far My body won't sit quietly I need to get there now No time to chat, I now must go All I can say is Chow I hate to wait For time to pass Time to eat To get some gas Tick Tock of the clock I look into the sky The records move so slowly I wish that they would fly The credence won't move at all today And the wait is way too long I am doing the best I can To help move time along. I can not check the numbers On the clock or on the scale I need to bear in mind that they are things And that I will never fail. Time will pass devoid of my help, The scale gets fearful away I will learn to breathe these words, I will to learn to say to say: Say the words that matter In soul, In Heart and Voice I have enough, I do enough, I am enough For each day is a choice. http://www. reflectingrace. com
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