Waiting For Water Poem by David Wood

Waiting For Water

Rating: 4.5


Drip, drip, drip goes my tap.
Drip, drip, drip goes my patience
As I wait for the water company
To come round, my patience to sap

They have given me a six hour run
To come to my rescue today
On a warm beautiful sunny day
Where the dog wants to go out for some fun.

I wait in looking at the clock
Waiting for the time to pass
Listening for every car in the street
But the cars just drive on round the block.

The dog’s looking forlorn and glum
At the waste of a sunny day’s play
As we play their waiting game,
Waiting for the water company to come.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Valerie Dohren 17 April 2013

We're going to be cut off for four hours tomorrow while United Utilities do whatever they are going to do! ! So its filling buckets for me tonight.

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Dave Walker 05 April 2013

A great poem, you can wait a life time for the water company to come out.

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Aftab Alam Khursheed 05 April 2013

So Softly you lifted the words...drip..drip and waiting for the water company to come.....Finally lips are totally closed...come....movement is nice

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