my wife makes me wait <br />whenever we go out <br />it's just her unchangeable trait <br />put on her lips <br />look at her hips <br />adjust her hair <br />or some other care <br />as i'm writing this poem <br />(i tell the truth) <br />i wait once again <br />patience i learn <br />- or do i?<br /><br />Harlan Simantel<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/waiting-for-wifey/
