Waiting Poem by Doris Dzameshie

Waiting



Walking miles and miles
Far as legs can go
Shopping for new cloths to decrease the aging
Resting, uplifting the spirit on cloudy days
Sunny days are lonely.
Looking carefree.
Waiting to die, Tending the Gardens of Scarlet
Cleaning the silver and bronze
Washing the dishes.
Waiting to die

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