Waiting… Waiting…
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NB: just waiting…
Waiting… Waiting…
She paced back and forward,
As she looked at the time
She felt nervous and afraid
As anxiety shivered her body,She found a corner wall
Then slouched down into a ball
She took a deep breath
And exhaled so slowly…She then rested her head upon her knees
Keeping her ears free to listen and her eyes keenly watching;
She kept on waiting… waiting…
She kept on Hoping… praying…Hoping that she was not forgotten,
Praying that she was not ghost today,
That her patience would be rewarded
And that her day would end in smilesBut slowly her hope began to fade,
And her head began wander,
Her eyes drifted to the ground
And her ears began to zone outShe slowly dragged her finger in the ground,
Drawing a doodle in the dust,
Listening to her own thoughts
As her nose began to sniffleThen at last she let out tears
Tears that stained her drawing,
Accepting the reality,
Today was not the day she longed forShe then slowly got up
And wiped her stinging eyes
“Not today…” she whispered to herself
And began her journey to somewhere safe,And as she quietly left
Just as quietly as she had come
Her stained doodle remained in the dust,
A heart filled with love
Inside it some words.“Some day soon” it read
“I still have hope
I haven’t given up
I will wait again tomorrow”
About The Author
Matty is a 36 year old girl who is an Autistic Poet, Writer and Artist and lives alone in Christchurch New Zealand with a kitty! Matty has given many talks on autism and about being unique in a world that's often not accepting, Matty has also engaged with artist and worked on Art projects Matty usually works on an Art project at the same time as a writing one! This means posts can be a bit delayed!
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Well Matty I hope you get what you are waiting for 🙂
Matty, you will never be forgotten! Beautiful poem, very touching
Matty, this is an absolutely beautiful poem!