...for people just waiting.
Waiting for a train to go
or a bus to come, or a plane to go
or the mail to come, or the rain to go
or the phone to ring, or the snow to snow
or waiting around for a Yes or a No
or waiting for their hair to grow.
Everyone is just waiting.
Waiting for the fish to bite
or waiting for wind to fly a kite
or waiting around for Friday night
or waiting, perhaps, for their Uncle Jake
or a pot to boil, or a Better Break
or a string of pearls, or a pair of pants
or a wig with curls, or Another Chance.
Everyone is just waiting.
NO!
That's not for you!
Somehow you'll escape
all that waiting and staying.
You'll find the bright places
where Boom Bands are playing.
With banner flip-flapping,
once more you'll ride high!
Ready for anything under the sky.
Ready because you're that kind of a guy!
Dr.Seuss
I did not write that , only I'm wondering … am I that
kind of a guy?!
Am I the one who gets out of a waiting zone with
triumph? Or will I remain forever-forever here!?
Will I do wonders? Or will I wonder till the end of it all?
Will I just fade away with the shadows one day? My edges
blur and my sharpness smudge, will I lose that derive to conquer? Will I invade
or will I surrender?
Am I the winning-est winner of all!? I still wonder !
