Patience (Poem)

It’s hard for me to be patient,

I always feel in a hurry,

He’s patient,

Sometimes I want him to hurry,

Yet he’s the best for me because he’s patient.

 

I need a patient man,

A patient man would teach me how to calm my hurried soul,

I’m thankful he’s a patient man,

My soul needs to learn how to become a patient soul,

I’m doing my best to change for this patient man.

 

Still he taught me the Korean word for hurry,

I can say hurry in three languages,

I guess this impatient soul loves hurry,

I should learn patience in three languages,

Maybe one day I’ll learn to love patience instead of hurry.

 

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