waiting

waiting

waiting

i’m patient
like a bird perched on a window sill
in the breast of winter

W.E.

I’ve given so much to so many,
whilst some people become miserable,
at what they could have surmounted for themselves,
instead of dedicating to others,
what it’s shown me,
is not how much they have,
but how much I do,
and yet,
exhausted as I am,
there’s an abundance of me yet to give.

W.E.

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