WAITING:

Waiting, always waiting,

For Mamma to fetch me, from lonely school gate,

For my Papa who promised, but I still had to wait,

For lovers, who swore & then promised to phone,

And yet I waited & still sit waiting, alone at home.

Waiting, always waiting,

For husband, always saying he has to work late,

For kids to return, meal congealing on the plate,

For good times to arrive, where have they gone?

For that place I yearn, where the sun always shone.

Waiting, always waiting,

For seasons to change, winter, summer, spring, fall,

For inspiration to knock & never die, wane nor pall,

For the words “I love you”, upon your sweet breath,

For the arms of an Angel & the due hour of my death.