‘Tick , tock, tick, tock’ the clock says.
When is he coming? If is he is, at all.
I sit here and wait, and now being impatient.
Mama says, ‘Be patient, my darling he’ll be here anytime soon.’
‘But I’ve been sitting here for too long.’ I argue.
Mama waived her hand and smiled.
‘Not too long enough to say you’re in love.’ She said.
So I sit still waiting for him to come along.