Waiting Poem by Jonathan Goldman a.k.a JGthepoet

We spend so much time waiting,
What ere we do in life,
Why do we spend half our days,
This time lost ~ ain’t right.

We wait in queues at banks,
And in shops and at bus stops too,
Half our time spent patiently,
It is a big ‘to do’.

Sitting in vehicles on busy roads,
As traffic jams bigger grow,
Why can’t someone devise a way
To make this traffic flow?

I sit in a refreshment hall,
Writing another poem,
My wife is visiting a sick friend,
Then to London, we’ll be going.

Seconds, minutes, hours and days,
Whilst we do live on Earth,
Is spent waiting by us all,
Till our Death, from the time of our Birth.