Patience Poem by robert keaty
Patience
How do we keep it, the wanting of something, the unspoken need?
Patience is like a bird sitting in a tree on a windy, spring day
The silence of a room
The beautiful and needed experience, it is loneliness viewed through
the eyes of a loved one
The noticeable logic of patience when it is hard to bear
When it is finally ours, we feel it sitting peacefully in us,
Wanting at times, to BREAK
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4/29/2024 1:27:21 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Patience is like a bird sitting in a tree on a windy, spring day....interesting metaphor....patience and tolerance are sisters to act timely....good poem