Waiting
A being of beauty
a heart of pure gold
an angle from heaven
my warmth in the cold
a rose in the garden
during winters hour
to melt all the snow
and bring my spring shower
alas i am waiting for
that dream to come true
and i'll just keep waiting
waiting for you
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