Is It Poetry
Why I Wait - Poem by Is It Poetry
Why I Wait and so wait I must;
As I am warm,
I wait for the geese to fly south.
Being she gentles me as no other
like her, she can
I wait for her to gentle that one other
side none see.
While I wait, each morning you wait
the reflection in his eyes of all that
she has done, that you want him to be.
I have waited long enough, for she has
told me so.
The geese are flying north again and
watching as I wait they are two shy.
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