Awaiting The Hour To Come Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Awaiting The Hour To Come



One never knows,
What tomorrow holds and proposes.
Or what a future means.
Until in it one lives.
And in it,
One is there to live as seen.

But a discipline began...
Should not be delayed,
Awaiting the hour to come...
To display a presence with an activity,
Of it done.
As it should be with a regularity.

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