Waiting For The Other Shoe To Drop - Poem by Linda Ori
Uneasy - feeling that I don't belong
Where am I headed, and what do I need?
Dangling on the end of this rope
Swinging in the wind -
Should I climb up or fall off?
Am I in a holding pattern?
Waiting for the other shoe to drop.
Do something, or do nothing?
Am I spinning out of sync with the world?
Too fast, or too slow?
Which way do I go?
Maybe just a glitch in the machine...........
Tomorrow, timing may be better
Tomorrow that other shoe may drop
And all's right with the world.
Thanks, Jerry, for the inspiration.
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