Daily Dose of Poems

The Wait.

I waited while having a morning espresso.

I waited while listening to music, and I waited while looking at the people.

I waiting while watching the blue sky turn pink, and the clouds turned orange.

I waited with the now cold mixture in my hand.

I waited, and waited, and waited.

The morning soon turned to dusk, and the lights started to appear on both the stoned streets and the broad sky.

I waited in the cold air, and waited while watching a stray cat.

I waited as rain started to pour, and I waited till the people who crowded the streets were gone.

I waited, and waited, and waited.

Soon different people came and gone by as twilight started to appear while the black turned purple.

I sat up when I heard footsteps in the shop, and ran to the door.

My waiting has been payed as I saw him come in with an umbrella. My son looked just like me.

He sat next to the seat I sat on, and placed a white lily.

On my stool was my photo, and I sat on it.

I smiled at him, but he turned away and walked towards the door.

With that, I began my waiting...

Again. 

I waited, and waited, and waited.