It's Worth Waiting For The One

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This daughter of mine…

Often gives her mama a call…while driving home from work…touch base…check in for the day…share this and that…this old gal enjoys the chats…often throwing on those walking shoes…and walking laps while yapping…lap yapping…yap lapping…

Walked the loop tons of times…the chat still a happening…the old feet getting tired…mama me took a seat…at a picnic table…chatted away while watching the dumpsters…some fifty yards away…a young man tossing…heaving…box after box…into the bins…

Not really paying attention…talking me just staring while listening…he calls out…I live here…I have a tag…I’m not illegally dumping…he pulls out his tag…waves it…see…he says…I can dump here…he’s given an old gal thumbs up…with an…I’m just resting while on the phone here…dump…wherever you want…

Suddenly he’s there…by the picnic table…a cuckoo clock in his hands…you want a cuckoo clock…he asks…it’s brand new…followed by a…this…is from a wedding that didn’t happen…and then…it was clear…each fling…a lash at pain…each box heaved…filling that void…as it fills…that bin…

The clock…rescued…given to friends…the broken hearted…having purged…in time…can start again…this old gal…cheering him on…knowing…the heartache…of what’s not meant to be…but also knowing…it’s worth waiting…

For the one…the right one…
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And this husband of mine…agrees…