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Patience is a virtue
 

Such a cliche
 

Yes, patience is a good quality

In certain, particular circumstances


The trouble, the trouble with patience is
 

Too much of it is a bad thing
 

Because
 

You can accustom yourself to mediocrity
 

And then

You become sadly contented with the status quo
 

And reconcile yourself to the fact
 

That your dreams will never become a reality
 

By all means be patient
 

But never, ever,
 

Settle for less than your dreams

Patience must have a limit, you see
 

For how long can you wait?
 

Life is short
 

Too short to wait
 

Forever.......

This is the weekly post for my blogging group, the Loose Blogging Consortium.  We post weekly (usually simultaneously) on a given topic and visit each other to see the different takes we have on the same topic.  We are, in alphabetical order,  Delirious, Rummuser,  Grannymar, Magpie, Maria SF, ocdwriter, Padmum, Paul, Rohit , The Old Fossil and Will.  If you have time, please visit my friends too.  This topic 'Wait' was suggested by Grannymar.

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  1. aha...the patience of waiting :-)

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  2. Indeed - wait while you appreciate what you have and what's around you - but seize the day when the time comes.

    www.blackwatertown.wordpress.com

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  3. You had to wait for my comment as you post never showed up in my RSS feed.

    I believe in living in the moment... well who knows it might be the last and I'd hate to waste it.

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  4. Too often we do exactly this . . wait and wait. I love your insight and although I can think of many, many times, I waited perhpas too long, for today, I will only concentrate on the times, I seized the opportunity and it all turned out for the best.

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  5. Very true... you have just one life so always go for what your heart feels satisfied with...

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