i have waited
sitting at the bus stop waiting for the bus to arrive
checking my mailbox for a letter from a dear friend
crossing off the days on my calendar till a birthday or holiday
counting down the minutes until class gets out

i'd like to think i've always been a patient person
but sometimes, waiting makes me impatient
sometimes i ask myself
what am i waiting for
why am i wanting to go faster
when i should learn how to slow down
embracing the moments of waiting
teaching me that there is beauty in waiting

waiting for that moment to say something on my mind
when i have thought about it for so long
waiting for that moment to say hello
and perhaps in the goodbyes

waiting
teaching us patience
that in the things we let go of yesterday
will soon come to us
if we wait
patiently