A long wait that would never end,
But I wait until I am seventy
Well, then I plan to move on
Move on with life and living
Thirty four years could be hard and too long a wait
So, I thought of making some friends
My sister became my friend,
My parents are becoming my friend
Birds have begun dropping by
Few humans too
Animals are pulling my pretty dresses
Making my wait beautiful
Making my wait worthy
Well, it is strange that people talk of moving on
Moving on with moments you wish stayed is not easy.
But, I am trying to befriend a few who would seem worth the wait.