As each night approaches
my hope goes through changes.

Shadows ensue.
My faith it pursues.

Saddened I become.
For my confidence proceeds to falter.

Since felt delayed
a particular hope.

“Expectation postponed makes the heart sick,

But a desire realized
is a tree of life”. Pro. 13:12.

To impatience I imperfectly
succumb. Wrestling everyday to stay positive and strong
before onlookers of my fate.

Why must I endure this humiliation,
inwardly I ask;

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