The Endless Waiting Game

What life would be like if we did not have to wait

We just hurry, and then we wait. Rush through airports, sit at the gate. Fate uncertain, no new routes home, We waste the hours, stuck on our phones.

All such strangers, few meet our gaze. Eyes disconnect, no contact made. We wait and wait, standing alone, Sensing them all, staring at phones.

Then all at once, a child looks amazed. He thinks somehow he knows your face. He smiles at you, tells you he’s grown. “Look at me now!” And his mom moans.

Busy with times and endless dates, She pulls him back into his place. But he breaks free, and on his own Asks you what games are on your phone.

Then you and he go on to play Time passes ’til the end of day. No longer strained, not one alone, Somehow the wait was not so long.

The plane awaits, now at the gate. Saying good-bye, friends for today! Playing our games, reaching for phones, Once we connect, we find our home.

Copyright © 2021, Robert G. Metivier

Thank you for taking the time to read! I hope you enjoy this light-hearted poem!