My Season of Waiting
My Season of Waiting
Fall approaches with all
it beauty, such colors
to delight the heart and soul
but you are not here.
The cool evenings revive
the tired body of endless
days of humid heat,
as I wait for you.
Winds rip down from
the north, into my life
they pour, I welcome
them as I look for you.
Fall finally fades and in
comes the pureness of
the serene white winter,
but you are still not here.
Thru a window now I sit,
seasons change and I
cannot enjoy them as I did once
because I am alone without you.
I am lonely waiting,
the seasons may
come and they may go,
but I will never stop-waiting for you.
Lubs
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Added: Sunday, 12 December 2004 Modified: |
