The Waiting

I waited patiently with bated breath Beneath the banyan tree On a cloudless starry night Far away from the city light Waiting for the sound of my beloved beau Wide eyes darting to and fro In a distance I see a horse trot by Off jumped the horseman and ran to my side “I am sorry Miss there has been a twist My Master has been called to enlist He has sent you these flowers and a little ring And has asked you to wait until spring” Off went the horseman on his horse so swift I stare into my hands at the little gifts Tears spilling down in tiny rivulets