Waiting Poem by Brandon Dugan
Waiting
Winter blows its sorrows here today
As I sit watching the snowflakes fall
Through my window i stare at that old dusty road
Waiting for my unknown destiny to appear
The candle burns lower
Yet, nothing shows
But here i'll stay
Till my destiny shows it's bashful face
Then hand in hand he'll guide me
Down that old dusty road, meant for me
Thursday, April 24, 2008
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4/26/2024 9:48:22 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Sounds very cold and dusty, that is very interesting how you said, 'Til destiny shows it's bashful face, you have a good way with words here. Phebe