And now, whose turn is it

To get over on the other?

Who will say these words

That are shared with another?

You get me, for some reason

That is always beyond me.

Sometimes I wait,

Always I look and listen,

Waiting until the day

I can say more,

And then it's my turn.

06/15/2002

Author's Note: My ramblings...

Posted on 10/02/2007
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