I have waited to escape childhood.

I have waited to explore the city.

I have waited to exchange one country for another.

I have waited to forget and to remember.

I have waited until my term of service ended.

I have waited whilst an audience waited for me to begin.

I have waited for the bus, the taxi, the train and the plane.

I have waited for a lover at the Underground station.

I have waited until words came to describe my love.

I have waited for someone to purchase a picture.

I have waited until words came to describe my despair.

I have waited to return to the countryside.

I have waited with Ferlinghetti and with the old man in a dry month.

I have waited for you, here.