Waiting

Waiting

The
Morning
Glory
Vine
Twines
And
Trails
Over
The
Porch
Rails,
Reaching
Like
A
Lover
For
Any
Surface
It
Can
Cover,
But
Blooms
Not,
Since
It’s
Too
Hot.
It
Hesitates 
And 
Waits,
Until 
The
Sun
Looks
Away,
Then
Will
Flower
Every
Day,
And
Grow
In
A
Heavenly 
Blue
Glow.