My days are passing by
My hairs are turning gray
I wait for you to come
On a blessed happy day
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yes love is patient, you have to be patient like a fishermen when it comes to love....well done this is a great poem keep the fire burning...
So sweet...really, love turns up uninvited like a sweeping ghost...we just have to sit back relax, relish life and smile...good luck in your quest...loved this by the way...tyvm