The time of patience always seems unending;
It is a feature of the way we feel.
To try for patience is start by lending
A certain sense to time, which lacks appeal -
For that which we are patient of, perforce,
Is labeled something we must undergo
Not something we can pass by in our course,
But rather something tedious and slow.
So if we are but patient then time moseys
Refusing to pass by us on the way,
Hesitating to smell certain poseys
Or simply camping out with us to stay.
Whereas if we ignore the waiting time
We will be sudden-shocked it was not more.
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