You are planting,
I am writing;
You sow and reap,
I write and weep.
You water with my tears,
My heart in two it tears;
You labour and you wait:
My hope for you is late…
Such a brilliant and lovely write, Mihaela... a full 10+++
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I write and weep! ! Facing the odds. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.