Waiting, for the dusk to claim the day

Waiting, like the night in starry vigil

Waiting, to awake from endless dreaming

Waiting, for the sun to kiss the roses

Waiting, for the wind in grass a’whispering

Waiting, for the leaves to dance and whirl

Waiting for the subtle song of rain

Waiting, for the rolling waves of snow

Waiting, for the unseen footsteps falling

Waiting, for the arms that I have longed for

Waiting, for the hours to lend them wings


© Ann Bagnall and AnnieB222.com, 2013.


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