One wet day

On a cold wet afternoon
It was asked if it would be soon
The reply was a not yet
And no further answer will you get
Further it was said
By words flowing from my head

It is easier to ask than sit and wait
Sometimes worse is the anticipate
Bide your time not in worry
At the end we lose our hurry
Yet once it has done
We miss the fun
Nothing has changed at all
And all we do is feel small

Sit once and a while
Dream of something to do in style
Are you off to change the worlds pace
Or bring a smile to a neighbors face
Find joy in the action at hand
There is no requirement to make a stand
Leave the world better
And its eyes not wetter

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