Waiting Poem by Alex David

In this day there was an undertone of life,
without pause nor no end.
A star that looked closed enough,
to reach out and touch.
Silently laughing, she declared.
I had always buoyed her
when we were together.
Held by that looks, in each others eye
I knew, we were thing the same thing.
As her expression tightened
against that flair of excitement,
she held my hands. Just as,
she had done when she had been afraid
of what was to come.
A day to be rembered.