Anxiety is a funny feeling,
Even the sound it makes,
Is anxious.
Anticipation is another one,
It leaves me on the edge of my seat.
But these are feelings,
I have come to love.
Excitement builds,
And butterflies brew,
My mouth will surely
Turn to cotton wool!
The waiting game,
I love it so!
What will it bring me,
Joy or woe?
Moya Levy
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/0060-anxiety/
