Just the thing (a poem)

When the thing that I thought
I was waiting for happened
it opened my eyes up to see
that the thing that I thought
I was waiting for wasn’t
the thing that I thought
it would be
so I thought I would wait
for another thing, maybe
and this one would be
just the thing
but it turned out it was
just the thing that it was
not the thing that I hoped
it would be
I could go on forever just
hoping and waiting
for something to be
just the thing
or stop with the somethings
and turn to the Someone
who teaches my heart
how to sing

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