Patience
Noel Laflin
3-8-18
I feel like Glaydys Kravitz,
Peeking thru the blinds,
Waiting for small beaks to rise,
In that nest outside.
But patience is a virture,
Or so the saying goes,
And so I wait, all the while,
Bewitched by nature’s show.
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