One Waits So Long For What Is Good

One waits so long for what is good, and, when at last it comes one cannot risk
to lose it.
So one must speak and act quickly.
Even if it seems foolish to be so quick.
I know it is only two weeks.
That dinner at your officer’s club, you remember.
Yes, I remember.
And that is the way things happen sometimes, isn’t it, Nellie.
It is, Emile.