First In Line

Spending life finding the queue.

People fall in ahead of the pace.

No choices, just their time.

I think about this a lot,

Where my place in line is.

I’ll find my favorite rock,

Perched over preferred water.

This is where life will take me,

No proposals, just a view.

I’ll wait and watch the river flow.

I don’t wish to cheat my way in.