Like Penelope - POTD
I’ll wait for you,
Like Penelope waited for Odysseus,
In the long-lost there was a love she knew,
One that your heart and mine are oblivious to.
Her and I are waiting with great uncertainty,
For a love that maybe will never come,
Cause hers maybe died in the Trojan War,
And mine definitely loved another.
But when Penelope’s husband that she was
Waiting and waiting and waiting for, will come,
I’ll still wait for you,
‘Till Ithaca becomes a city of ruin,
‘Till I’ll become nothing but an old relic.
I’ll wait ‘till you will be my ruination,
And ever after.
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