Of a Saint

Patience by eikoweb
Patience by eikoweb

Of a Saint

Good things come to those who wait
but you mustn’t wait too long
It played inside her head
like a never-ending song

Waiting was the hardest part
trying, to say the least
Good and bad both came and went
and sometimes there was peace

In a rush or still and hushed
everything rearranged
She didn’t see the point
of letting fate decide what changed

“Leave waiting to the foolish.”
she said when all was over
“Patience is not a virtue,
It’s an instrument of torture.”

© LTM 4/2/16

2016 April PAD Challenge: Day 2