you read them once, you can read them again

my big sister, oceangirl highlighted this poem to me,  she and her husband recited it to some people on an annual dinner and everybody loved it cause they can so relate to it. i guess everybody can. the poem is simple, and yet strong on sending a message to us. for me, it questioned me where is my waiting place, will it be the right one and who will wait for me and who/what am i waiting for? and also, how do i get there? 

written by Dr Seus

Do you dare to stay out? Do you dare to go in?

How much can you lose? How much can you win?

And if you go in.. you should turn left or right? or... right and three quarters?

Or.. maybe, not quite?

You can get so confuse that you'll start to race down long wiggled roads at a break necking pace

Headed, I fear toward a most useless place 

the waiting place, for people just waiting

Waiting for a train to go, or a bus to come

or a plane to go, or the mail to come

or the rain to go, or the phone to ring

or the snow to snow, or waiting around for a yes or no

or a string of pearls, or a pair of pants

or a wig with curls

or another chance...

hugs, f