Waiting
Time clicks on, as I wait
The hours pass, before my take
Daylight ends and night descends
Finds me, sitting, thinking, pacing, waiting.
The night grows old
So does my soul
Yet still
I wait
Watching, staring, seeing, nothing.
Night cries, silenced
Another day begins
When will all this anticipation end?
The sun moves on
Another day, gone
Leaving me, still
Wondering, wishing, hoping,
for something.
Copyright © Carlene Simpson | Year Posted 2016
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