Son (3)

Dear son,

Patience can be tough.

It can be so fucking hard. 

Excuse your mother’s choice of words.

But you’ll see. 

You’ll curse patience.

And anything that stands 

Between you and what you desire.

But patience,

My son,

Will help you become wiser.

But you don’t care about being wise,

Do you?

Not at the beginning.

Patience, my son. 

Will help you appreciate whatever it is 

That you wanted or needed in the first place.

You won’t understand the value

Of this trait

Unless you go through shit yourself.

Try it one time

With something that is worth your waiting

And tell me.. 

Tell me then how fulfilling it feels. 

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