Patience is a Virtue

 Patience

I tell a true tale of a smart young lad,

And of the incredible vocabulary he had,

He had endured the hour-long ride in the car,

Because the fishing spot was a little too far,

“When are we going to be there?” was the question of the day,

He was anxious to cast his push button rod, I would say,

The July afternoon was sweltering hot,

When we pulled up to the pond, our favorite spot,

He jumped out of the car- ready to fish!

Fishing with his dad and uncle was his wish,

Then the boy’s excitement took an unexpected turn,

It was a lesson in patience that he had to learn,

He stood at the end of the dock, ready to go,

But the kayak left without him, a deflating blow,

He was left to wait with Gigi for his turn to come,

While the sun beat down like a relentless drum,

He kept calling out “Hey guys, come pick me up”!

“In just a minute” was the reply that he got,

He was persistent, oh, there is no doubt,

While his fishing buddies were paddling about,

“Have patience” his dad called from the boat,

But he pled even more, and I quote:

“They are not even responding”, with a look of confusion,

“Seriously?” he said to me, as his final conclusion!

This little one, only 4 and a half years young,

Had me awe-struck with his eloquent tongue!

Tammy Harvey

Written:  7/24/2021