Waiting
Sparkling ripples on the water
blessed by the morning sun.
The little birds that fly
through the freeways of the sky
as I stand here waiting
for my love to come.
I have waited for so long
My tears are now dried
The sun has now sets in the east
Rainbows falling at my feet
waiting for my love to come
Our home is cold
The trees are bare
The wind has gone in rage
Not a shadow, nor single footstep
i am waiting
A lovely and touching poem Meggie, melancholy - an sweet ! *10*! ! Best wishes! Friend Thad
sweet...sweet...sweet writes.... so lovely..patiently waiting for someone..... very touching....bring lightness to my heart lines sweetly flows.... like a breeze of love caressing one's heart.. anyone you reads your piece will surely feel...10+++++ my friend
Imageful write, young lass...Smooth to the eyes & poetic senses....Meggie...you never disappoint! F j R 2009
a long patient wait along with nature...lovely 10
This poem is like a song calling love to you. We all have to wait sometimes and I could relate to your flowing words. Well written Meggie. Karin Anderson
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What a lovely evocative piece this is Meggie...thank you so much for sharing it with us....Fi