on so much, for buses
to come,
for water
to boil,
for the rain to stop,
for Friday to
arrive
at last.
we're always waiting
for something
or someone.
we look out
the window for the
mailman's
truck,
for the sun
to come up.
we wait on the news,
whether good or bad.
we wait
for good luck.

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