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.