waiting.

i'm waiting.

i'm waiting for mr right. or someone who could be.

i'm waiting to hear about a job.

i'm waiting for an email. i'm waiting for a friend to call.

i'm waiting for my time.

i'm waiting for mum to finish checking her emails, so we can go to the pool.

i'm waiting for my sister to brush her hair so we can go out.

i'm waiting for pictures of my graphic novel sample.

i'm waiting for my brother to pick an outfit so we can go out to a fancy dress birthday party.

i'm waiting for the other kayakers to catch up.

i'm waiting to catch my breath.

i'm waiting for a smile.

i'm waiting.

i'm tired of waiting.

and then i see him.

a begger nothing to wait for.
no where to go.
no where to be.
and he smiles,
a beautiful smile,
his eyes sparkle,
shine,
glimmer
twinkle
and i feel calm.

a calm of life.
i have no money for him.
i nod and smile say good morning.
those two words
simple common politeness,
cause his smile to grow.
his eyes to shine even more.

and i forget about waiting.
i just walk.
thinking about the blue eyed begger.