What I'M Waiting For Poem by Elizabeth Shield

The yellow leaves on my chair press into my back with a crackling murmur
What lovely fall this is, a paradigm of cool and restful beauty,
Sleep is peeping just beyond the next page of the book I read
And the throw blanket keeps me warm against the pleasant chill
A nap in fall air while waiting for grander things to happen
While waiting for you to appear
A pleasant option for a dreamer like me
Perhaps while I am sleeping the cure for cancer will be found
But I'll leave you a note, I'll stick it to my shoulder
"Hey, Romeo, what took you? " It says
"I've departed to a coniferous Narnian wood.
Please, wake me with a kiss."
That way I know I wont wake up until something wonderful occurs
You are the epitome of tall, dark, and handsome
And yet you are not cliché, I love you that way
Maybe I'll dream of you too, while the yellow leaves pile up at my feet
A modern Rip van Sleeping Beauty
But I already know what I'm waiting for