The Waiting Game

Wondering when the rain will stop

Too much walking, feeling like I’m gonna drop

I’ve ground to a halt but the world keeps turning

It’s getting chilly but my legs are burning.

Destination God knows where

Tell me where & I’ll gladly go there

For an hour or so, I am at a loose end

Waiting patiently for a friend.

Drink a whiskey, change location

Drink another at my next station

I’m on the go, I can’t sit still

A cappuccino erases the chill.

Time ticks by & still I wait

Nothing I can do, my friend’s running late.