Read a poem by another poet written
on the same day:

it takes a long time
when you're waiting waiting  waiting
for the light at the end of the tunnel waiting
for the ice cream to freeze waiting
for the flame to catch waiting
for the sun to shine waiting

you can't wait
too hard
it will never come
you must wait
softly lightly
with poise

balancing
the waiting
on your head
it wants to fall
the waiting
ends
the waiting
begins again
the waiting
is balanced
on your head
you are walking
forward
you wait
you wait

and the sun does shine
and the eggplant grills
and the tea is brewed
and the hot fudge melts

and there
is love.