I carry the future in my mind
I know that all will be well
As I run to it
Knowing it is sure
I cannot bare it!
I swat away all inferior offers
They are ridiculous in comparison
My body is shaking with anticipation
Things will be okay
……..better than okay!
Troubles seem immaterial today
I neither like them nor fear them
I know what I must do
But waiting is wretched.
Little Wren 