Waiting Poem by Kim Davies
Waiting
The dusty old grandfather clock
Stands tall and proud
Sentry of the hallway
Endlessly counting time.
I sit and wait.
Listening.
Longing to hear your footsteps
Longing for your return.
The hollow chimes
Echo my pain
Every hour.
Striking my loneliness,
My stubborn pride.
The patriarch of time
Ticking away the seconds...
minutes...hours...
Endlessly counting time.
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4/25/2024 5:53:32 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I think this is one of my favourites that you have written. I love some of the words you have used such as Sentry of the Hallway and the patriach of time. It will touch people's hearts who have lost someone.