Love Ever Fleating
Love is like the waves of the sea: yet fleating but still crested in my memory
I stand on the shore of loniness: alone
hoping and waiting for loves sweet reture
Like a captain of a ship, I watch from the bough and yet still I wonder; why love
hasn't found me by now.
So alone I stand on life's shifting sands
Longing and waiting for someone to hold my hand
The one that was meant for me in the Master's Plan
Copyright © Andrea Hooper | Year Posted 2007
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