Waiting
He waits to greet her each and every day
Patiently awaiting his turn to smile
He knows it can’t be more than friends
But yet, he dreams away, all the while
He, too, thinks that she feels the same
As she’s always eager to laugh and play
On each morn, you can find him waiting there
Awaiting her presence, day after day
Copyright © Michael Degenhardt | Year Posted 2009
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