Waiting for their buds to bloom

Waiting to sit in the chair soon

Waiting to look across at the view

Waiting to enjoy the promise of the new

Waiting, waiting, waiting…

It occurred to me on this warm Spring day

I am always waiting my life away

I have an image of what I will do

When I get time!

So my dreams remain dreams

My plans remain plans

Until I stop waiting my life away

I will start today, I will start anew

I will sit in the chair, take in the view

I will enjoy the trees on this sunshine day

I will watch the puppies in their play.

And I will be grateful to the trees,

For reminding me

That time is a concept, and yet the only commodity.

Moisy