What is it?
I wait, though
an overcast morning,
holds truth to my anticipation.
Sit with my coffee,
dancing a crossed leg
casting my eyes outside,
wondering what is in store.
I suppose I could
step outside of the dream.
Always hoping,
forever,
clinging to my past.
Wanting to forget,
yet,
wanting to receive
some indication
that forgiveness lives
within all of our hearts.
What am I waiting for?
Perhaps I might not
ever need to know.
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a quiet man
That is so kind, made my day.
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The Creative Chic
I’m glad, sending you love and happiness 🙂
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