ivor or ivor.e hogg
Ready And Waiting. - Poem by ivor or ivor.e hogg
I call your name: echo replies.
I listen ‘til the echo dies.
The last sound fades and silence reigns.
I hesitate to call again.
I know your spirits flying free
Towards the light triumphantly.
Which I accept reluctantly.
The tears I weep. I weep for me.
I weep for my lost happiness.
I would give all I possess.
To be flying by your side.
That wish remains unsatisfied.
So I must wait impatiently.
For kindly death to set me free.
Tuesday,07 August 2012
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