Patience

A Poem by Laura Sparkle

Each moment passes like a grain of sand…

Dripping slowly down the inside of my mind…

Scraping, Pulling.

Just waiting here… one-two-three.

Waiting for some reason…

Some glass of water.

Waiting for a missed and needed return.

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It may not be your strong point, but i think you have captured the essence of it very well! :)

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Added on March 2, 2008

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