They say good things come to those who wait.
so why does the early bird get the worm?
If patience is what it takes,
why do we whirl around like leaves in a storm
instead of breezing by
and taking our time?
I can’t figure out why
we’re all rushing to climb
miles up the ladder of success,
when when we could achieve
without facing all of the stress
simply by changing the way we perceive.
If you have words you would like me to use in a poem, comment on here or on my interactive poetry post and I’ll be glad to write something and link you to the post!