It seems we wait and wait and wait <br />for something all our days. <br />And the time we spend waiting <br />provides us with delays. <br /> <br />Sometimes what we wait for <br />is so far out of reach <br />that the waiting becomes the lesson <br />that your life is trying to teach. <br /> <br />To wait for the improbable to happen <br />is called the impossible dream. <br />Tis it not better to stop the waiting <br />and stop the inner stream <br />of frustrating tears that flow each day <br />because instinctively you know <br />that the waiting will never disappear. <br />The waiting will never go.<br /><br />Edwina Reizer<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-waiting-game-11/
