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Tuckers Poetry Portfolio
Tuckers Poetry Portfolio
I waited
On the roadside I waited,
Such a dolorus task waiting is,
But it is a task that I designed,
So there I stood
With my cloak hanging from my shoulders,
Waiting.
Days passed
Then weeks
Then months
Then years
Yet still I waited,
And on that day, years after I had surmised
The fated traveler arrived
Humbled by disease,
Clothed in a dress of gossamer
As she continued onwards
I followed and stopped when she looked wary,
And offered her my carriage
And began our eternal journey