Be patient with me, even though
I seem absent, even though I might be sad
And at times I walk away
Seemingly distant, uncaring
For all I ever had.
Be patient with me, even though
Winter has seeped into my soul
There is a time to come
My love for you is yet whole
Be patient with me, yet again
As I walk this silent lane;
In silence I dispute with destiny;
I will, in time explain
My love, be patient with me
Love remains, ever was and will be.
Copyright: Rani Turton
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
feels good to read you after long!