Waiting


Waiting for Prince Charming,
for lipstick and high heels,
for years to pass,
to reach “the right time.”
Ah, some day….I sigh
with the hopefulness of youth.

Waiting in checkout lines,
for holidays and weekends.
Children soon grown
with children of their own.
Filled with longing, regrets
and “what ifs,” I wait
and wait some more.

Then finally I fall
down the rabbit hole and see
that what I was waiting for
was always in me!

Not before or behind
only within will I find
my soul’s yearnings
for the right time.

8 comments

  1. I really liked this. Especially the way it seems you incorporated the picture to match your writing. I reblogged this to my page to share because this is a wonderful post!

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  2. Pat – this is awesome. Seems I have been “waiting” too, and apparently “waiting” too long the wrong way … time to move along my journey’s path … it is within me wanting to learn how to come out! Thank you, as this particular piece resonates to my very core! xoxoxo

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  3. It took me so many years to realize that what I was waiting for
    was always in me.
    Now that I know that, I will not depend on anyone else for my happiness.

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