David Wood

Gold Star - 5,119 Points (07 April 1950 / London)

Waiting For Water - Poem by David Wood

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 about Waiting For Water by David Wood

  • Silver Star - 4,260 Points Valerie Dohren (4/17/2013 2:48:00 PM)

    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. (Report) Reply

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  • Silver Star - 4,112 Points Diane Hine (4/17/2013 4:21:00 AM)

    We all empathize - at least it inspired a good poem. (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 3,939 Points Dave Walker (4/5/2013 9:20:00 AM)

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

  • Gold Star - 39,822 Points Aftab Alam Khursheed (4/5/2013 9:14:00 AM)

    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 (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 5, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, October 10, 2013


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