We are always waiting for something in life. When will our wait be over? Want morning cup of coffee, wait till it is brewed. Want to go somewhere, wait till leave is approved and tickets are confirmed. Want to fall in love, wait till the person you are dreaming of somehow materializes. Want to go to college, apply and wait. Want a job, apply and wait for being called to interview. Once the interview is over, wait for the rejection letter that will never come. And once your sweetheart accepts the proposal and wedding bells start ringing, wait for the day when…, well you must have got the gist.
So my dear readers, I will not make you wait for my word starting with “W” for week thirty one of my fifty two weeks journey with the letter “W”. The poem, for once, is ready to be posted as soon as I publish this blog. Till next week then, adios (did Trump say that to El Presidente).