Patience Poem by Tim Kitchin
Patience
I am your mascara before the lash
The blusher before the blush
The nettle before the rash
I am the vodka before the rush
I am the kiss foresworn
The touch forsaken
The tea still warm
I am the baby still unshaken
I am the calm before the storm
The graze before the knee
The bracelet before the charm
So what should now become of me?
I am the question to your answer.
Wait and see.
Yes, Wait and see And time will tell! Thanks for sharing, Tim!
An interesting take on patience. Sad the baby unshaken. Yes very thought provoking. Thank you
Catchy witty poem with a unique rythmic quality to it. Utterly absorbing and thought provoking. One of the best poems i have read in a while. Take a bow :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Yes, Wait and see And time will tell! Thanks for sharing, Tim!