Longing
WANTING,
ALWAYS WANTING...
A SMILE ON HER LIPS,
FALL AIR CRISP AND COOL,
A DANCING FIRE ON
A COLD DAY'S NIGHT,
A PAT ON THE BACK,
A WHISTLE IN THE DARK,
A CHANCE TO SEE GOD
IN LOVE'S LONELY HEART.
Copyright © L. J. Carber | Year Posted 2013
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