Why are we waiting?

Sitting, waiting, hoping

He will come soon

He said early morning

and now it’s noon

Every car door slammed

Every ring of a bell

He’s coming

All will be well

Frustration starts to rise

I begin to realise

He’s not coming

As I wait and wait

Not for an errant love

But the blooming plumber!

No doubt many people like me, often women, wait in for a workman who has promised to be at your house at a certain time or on a particular day.

The individual never appears, no phone call, nothing! The frustration mounts and so, I suspect, does one’s blood pressure.

We are told people are short of work – not these people who can afford to break appointments and promises without a thought for the person waiting hopefully.