Our willingness to wait reveals the value we place on what we are waiting for…
She wanted at once fulfilled..
The overflowing cup of her patience
Was always to the very brim filled.
She wanted instant gratification
Irrespective of the need
Her hands raised in supplication
She would pray fervently indeed.
As a five year old she had
Quite a precocious conviction
That what she wanted really bad
Would soon be in her possession.
So the years went flying by,
She blossomed into a lovely lass
Slowly she came to realize why
Her dreams had been made of glass.
First love tugging at her heart’s strings,
Arduous search for gainful employment,
Taught her patience was a virtuous thing,
Leading to eventual enjoyment.
The more you wait for things to come
The sweeter the fruits they bear
Patience always accompanies wisdom
So wait for what you hold dear!