Anita Atina


The Wait - Poem by Anita Atina

On this journey
We meet many
Who pretend interest
But really are passers-by


We wait
Crossing milestones
We walk
On lush green paths, with hidden thorns


We hope
To find someone
Who speaks
The secret language of our heart


With quiet words
That only 'we' can understand
Waiting to hold hands, and walk together
Into the secret gardens of our heart


Comments about The Wait by Anita Atina

  • (12/13/2008 2:36:00 PM)

    Anita, what a perfect way to say it, wonderful.. Andrew 10 (Report)Reply

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  • (12/13/2008 2:25:00 PM)

    Short and sweet but you plant the seeds that will produce happiness. (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, December 13, 2008

Poem Edited: Monday, June 1, 2009


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