Day 1 Wait/It is time [Emma]

 Wait 
 Steady rumbling of the cars on the mellow road stretching into the 
 horizon, 
 endlessly flowing streams of peaceful water
  
 if you didn’t turn around, you wouldn’t notice us 
 sitting here in silence
  
 greying tombstones packed side by side, waiting for the 
 one to drop by a flower in reminiscence but
 no one came,
 eternal silence prevails 

Wait is a poem which touches on the contrast between the two different sides of the road. On one side stands a buliding where cars enter and exit. On the other side, is a cemetery, quiet and unvisited. If you read the first letter of each line, it spells she is gone.

 It is time
 Tiny angel statues kneeling 
 on the gravestones, never shifted from their pose  
  
 Seven unlit tea candles, metal case rusting 
 and the fire has been extinguished for eternity 
 you can rest now.
  
 Grass growing 
 over the abandoned coffins, they have given up waiting.
 Over the neglected headstones, we will never remember their names,
 daring not to stop until they are completely
 buried, 
 yearning to become one with the 
 earth  

It is time is a poem which describes how the atmosphere of the cemetery is so morbid and solemn, and how different elements contribute in making the scene already sadder than it is. If you read the first word of each line, it spells to say goodbye, making a connection with the title.