sitting in the sunshine
waiting for the rain
someone stop me quickly
before I start to complain
that time moves swiftly
like an old steam engine train
and I am wasting time
waiting for something
to come my way
until it comes
nothing good to say
if it's going to happen
it's going to happen anyway
and I am wasting time
nothing happens
I still worry
I ask myself
what's the hurry
someday soon
I know it will
be waiting for me
quiet and still
until peace comes
I've had my fill
and I am wasting time
and I am wasting time
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