Treasure Island

Fleurette Elaine Harris

(September 23rd / Port Antonio Jamaica)


Each morning I wake up and find myself waiting
For oh so long I have been waiting
For divine ideas I have been waiting
To uplift my soul I have been waiting

For light to shine I have been waiting
On the path I must climb I have been waiting
For the sound of your voice I have been waiting
For the spread of my wings I have been waiting

For the taste of love I have been waiting
To inspire my life I have been waiting
I have been waiting I have been waiting
I have been waiting

To behold glory I have been waiting
Let me see…I need must see…I have been waiting
Behind these mountains I have been waiting
To climb….for wings to fly….I have been waiting

Show me how….I have been waiting
To move over….I have been waiting
For glory….I have been waiting…

I am waiting to finish my story!

Submitted: Saturday, February 21, 2009

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