Patience

I guess that patience is something you learn

Perhaps even something you earn.

I know it's not easy to come by,

Not something that's learned on the sly.

Come now! voices cry in fear,

This is not so hard a thing, it's clear.

To learn is easy when you know such,

It's the patience to do so that hurts so much.

Is there something to learn in this writing

As I sit here with words all biting

In my head, around my tongue?

To be clever indeed is for what I long.

© Michael D. Powell 2002