She waits for the tide to turn
She waits for the night to end
She has been waiting all her life
Days come and days go
She stopped counting long ago
Dreams no longer bother her
Her faith has come full circle
She no longer gives it a thought
She no longer bothers God
She no longer understands
What she has been waiting for
It has become a mystery to her
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice imagery, wonderful poem and thanks For sharing. James McLain 🎸
Thank you so much! So nice to receive your comments!