Waiting to Go

I’m ready.
     Been ready seems like
Hours ago.
Now sitting,
     Now pacing and
Waiting to go.

If we’re late
(Which I hate)
The blame is not mine.
Rock steady,
            I’m ready
To make it on time.

I ask,
            But you task
Just a few minutes more.
So I wait
(Which I hate)
Til the sweat starts to pour.

But I must confess
That any duress disappears
When at long last you show.
Who cares if we’re late?
You were well worth the
Wait and the worry of 
Waiting to go.

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