Waiting
I can wait. I've grown old and become fairly patient.
I am, since I'm old, not too fond of the clock. I want
Them to fly to their nests with their fledglings, to
Leave me alone. They will at some point. Can I
Wait? I suppose, but I'm not sure I should, as I
Haven't a great deal of time.
Poetry by Lawrence Beck
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Written on 2025-06-23 at 03:53
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