Does Anybody Care

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I sit and wait
	For anybody
I let my thoughts wander
	To you
I see no hope
	For us
I feel too great a distance
	Between us
I dream of a future
	With him
But in reality I wait
	For anybody

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – anybody

I Can’t Wait

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Hurry and come to me

I am patiently waiting

Quickly find your way

I am looking for you

Faster than a heartbeat

You will be mine

Make your trip pronto

I must be in your arms

Your presence is needed STAT

I can no longer wait

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – pronto

Yes or No

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She sat on the edge of the tub.  Her leg was nervously bouncing.  For the seventh time she glanced at her watch.  It was almost time.  She was so nervous, completely confused as to whether she wanted a yes or a no.

The time was here she stood up, took the three steps to the bathroom counter and picked up the test strip.  She sighed and looked at the results. Her mind instantly went to Dan.  How would he feel about this?  He has never said he absolutely did not want kids, but he had also never said he did.

She heard the front door open and he stomped the snow off of his boots before he took his coat off.  She stood waiting in the living room for him to join her.  “Hey babe, how are you doing,” he asked as he entered the room from the porch.

She stood very still and so unsure what to say.  He came to her and went to touch her warm checks with his cold hands, she pulled back and squeaked out a, “Don’t.”

“What’s wrong, don’t want to feel the chill of winter my dear?”

“Dan, I have something to tell you.  Can you be serious for a minute.”

“Babe I am always serious about you.”

“I found something out today.”  She took his hands in hers and squeezed tightly.  “We are going to have a baby, I’m pregnant.”

Dan’s chin dropped only to be rapidly replaced by a smile.  “A baby, that is great!” He wrapped his arms around his wife and whispered, “I love you so much I never thought I could love you more, but now I do.”

The two wrapped up together and began to kiss.  She thought to herself, “I am so glad he’s happy, wait until I tell him how many twins run in my family.”

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – pregnant

A Watched Pot Never Boils

Time will tic eternally slow

When you expect someone to visit

The wait for dinner can be forever

When you haven’t eaten all day

In school the last class of the day

Is always longer than the rest

We struggle to stay calm

When we wait to surprise someone

And that last day before vacation

Never seems to end

We must learn patience

But only time will tell

Because a watched pot never boils


Written for Fandango’s February Expressions (FFE) #8


He will be recognized

As the one to be my partner

He will light up my life

With a passion and peacefulness

He is out there


Waiting to find me

We will be unbreakable

Joined as one

We will grow old together

Knowing we are meant to be

We will be happy


Longing for each other

I dream of him

The one who will win my heart

I know it will happen

When I least expect it

I sit here


Waiting to be found


Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – partner

Waiting Impatiently

He was doing it again and it drove her crazy.  Anytime he grew impatient he would bounce his leg.  As they sat in the waiting room to see her doctor his idiosyncrasy was showing.  “Would you please stop that,” she asked him.

“Stop what,” he replied.

She shook her head and said, “You were bouncing again.  You always do this when we are here.  It is embarrassing.”

“What if this was a medical condition I had?”

“Then I would say you need help.”

“That sounds like you, always running to the doctor.”

She sighed and went back to her magazine.


Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – idiosyncrasy

Yearly Mammo

(Just waiting for my check up and trying not to worry so I thought I would write out some of my frustrations and worry.)


An hour to go until I am

Smushed smashed and squished

The pain doesn’t bother me

It has become routine

It’s the waiting

And not knowing

That give me the grey hairs

But at least I have hair

It left for awhile

Fourteen years ago now

So this should be no problem

The worry should be past

But there is always a chance

And for that I always worry…

It Sleeps…

It lies beneath the surface.

It is quiet and in the shadows

Like a dormant volcano

Just waiting to erupt.

The proper term is remission

And I fear it’s end.

Testing comes yearly

But fears are there daily;

Not strong like they used to be,

But still ever present.

Maybe someday it will return

And I’ll be ready for the fight;

I’ve already been there and done that.

Until that day I just wait,

For now the volcano is asleep,

Who knows when or if it will awaken.

Back At The Crossroads

This is familiar territory

I have been here before

That doesn’t make it any easier

It doesn’t quell my fears

It just means I know what to expect

When you stay down the wrong path

There is no way to guide you back

You have to find your way on your own

While I sit and wait here once again

For something to happen…