Waiting For A New Band To Play Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Waiting For A New Band To Play



Feeling a morning sunshine being blown by an afternoon
breeze, taunting and laughing, taking nothing seriously,
just having fun enjoying this evening with friends.

Watching people come and go, eating, talking, waiting
for a new band to come on stage, hoping they're good,
wanting to hear them, writing all night to their music.

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