Still Waiting (1)

Many things can wait. Children cannot. Today their bones are being formed, their blood is being made, their senses are being developed. To them we cannot say “tomorrow.” Their name is today.
– Gabriela Mistral (Chilean teacher 1899 - 1957)


Still Waiting

You did not specifically say
Tomorrow I will break
my promise
You never even promised
Somehow I knew that to
ask you
​every answer
Would leave me

But even though
the bay window
of my lookout days
is as forgotten as
the smashed glass in a once
up and coming dream

Though a new generation
arrived and they barely speak
your name, if ever

Though I filled the hole
a thousand times
Spilled over my cup
with distractions and delights

Though I have lived my life
without you and I am
strong

Though over the hill,
It is your car
Your arrival,
knowing that I don't actually
want what is real

Though you don't know me
or my child
and You missed the window
for pride,
I am still waiting for your return

S.R. Lazar. 6/26/17


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