Patience Is Poem by David Whalen

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What the predator employs
In waiting for its prey

And also what the pious employs
When waiting for what they pray

It’s a tool that cannot be held in hand
But is used by most every day

It’s one of the most useful things of Man
And can be used in so many ways

It cannot be stored, not kept, nor lent
Held in check, nor given away

It must be learned and is dearly earned
Exercised daily, one must say

It’s a blessing, a skill, a virtue too
It’s rewarding, but takes a bit of skill

And if you don’t have it, don’t sweat it
Just have patience, and soon you will


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