Waiting, waiting, past debating
The simple things we’re overrating
Now we’re left anticipating
A future that’s intimidating
Yet my heart is palpitating
As we sit and finish waiting
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About Me
- J
- Aspiring against the wont of the world. I try to be at once a gentleman, poet, scholar and friend, as much as I am able by the grace of God.
My cup runneth over
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- The Ocean
- Irish Stereotypes
- No poem
- A Laugh and a Smile
- Being Sick
- Teaching Children Truth
- Content Was Always My Favourite Colour
- To Die For
- Run Away
- Go Read
- Waiting
- Understanding Personhood
- I Don't Care What You Call Me
- To Beer!
- Dedication Poems
- Innocence Lost
- Sleeping
- Heart and Mind
- I Dreamed a World
- Saint Simon
- Doing the Right
- Closing the Curtains
- Come and Dance with Me
- Easter's Hope
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