Patience Poem by Phil Soar
Patience
You credit me with something I don't have
Guile, critique, and a welcome mat
I hate visitors unannounced
Turning up without warning
Pressing the button on the door frame
Ringing that bell
Making the dogs howl
And I try and ignore it
Sometimes I fail
And it's you again
Asking me if I would like a copy of watchtower
You credit me with something I don't have
Patience
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