Patience has run out on me
No longer will I wait and see
The past has passed to let it be
Hope is what will become of me
So as I open up my wings
to take off and explore new things
A new feeling washes over me
Like a caged bird just been set free
Freedom do not leave me now
Stand by me amd show me how
To focus on the present only
And look toward a future rosy
You have no idea how good this piece is, nor how much pleasure it gave me to read it ' arnt I the smug one' 10/10
A fine write on patience, hopes and future...past is an experince present a day's gift and future a colourful dream.. wish your roses bloom on a rosy future... 10 Rema
patience, exploration and freedom a fine combination nicely put together.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Tia, well put together. Loved the line: 'The past has passed to let it be' 10/10 Ian