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I am waiting for the perfect moment
to make my move and call.
I am waiting for my calendar to clear
to be able to sit for awhile.
I am waiting until I know
that we won’t be interrupted,
I don’t want my message to be
misinterpreted or corrupted.
As I wait for the perfect moment
I know the years are passing
but my courage is also growing,
expanding and amassing.
And now here I lie
on my deathbed ready to expire…
I never found the perfect moment
to which I had aspired.
ScribbleDartsfromtheHeart 
I guess the perfect moment was when it first came to mind.
I agree! 🙂
I may rethink the “perfect time”………………
The perfect moment is NOW 🙂
Reblogged this on On the Homefront and commented:
well written–I am rethinking the “perfect moment”….
Thank-you!!
This really resonates with me. I lived my life like this – each part of my life was a rung on a ladder. “I can be happy when (enter in accomplishment).”
Each accomplishment became a little harder. But I just knew if I could get to the top of the ladder, I knew I could be happy. I should have spent more time enjoying the journey rather than focusing on the destination. I learned that the hard way – at least I learned.
Amazing work.
At least you learned! 🙂
Sometimes we need to go through difficult situations to be able to acquire certain tools and life lessons we need.
Dear Jarrod, I didn’t see this comment until this morning and your words are just what I need to hear. I have a son who struggles with addiction. I don’t understand… He is currently “dark” meaning I have not heard from him for a couple of weeks; his pattern when he is drinking. Reading your comment this morning is a balm, thank-you.
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A wonderful piece by an amazing writer.
I’ve written on this topic often. Be sure to enjoy the journey and not just focus on the destination.
Thank you very much Jarrod!
Just read this today and your poem gave me chills, Mary. One of your best. Like Jarrod C I found this resonated within me, too. I am beginning to catch myself now when I think to myself, “I’ll just wait until…” Sometimes I still wait. Sometimes I don’t. It is a start.