I am sitting here as the clock tick-tocks
I lack patience as does Hungry Fox
I cannot wait to see you by the docks
Smiling coyly as the sea hugs the rocks
You do fill the void, in this empty world
Oh dear! Your sweet, kind and comforting word
Is why through the storm my old heart has held
Indeed you help me hold on to my stand
Seeing you will be like the very first sun-rise
Bringing light to spots that were once only dark
Petals shouting with joy, what a surprise!
How I wish to be frozen in time, stuck!
My appreciation has no defined size
What are the chances? What are they? Pure luck?
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