Morning It is a very long road, full of doubt And yet, on waking, you are here, In my thoughts and in my imagination, Sitting by my bedside , waiting It is a very long road, full of fear And yet, on lying down you are here Smiling gently, holding my hand Sitting by my side, waiting It is a very long road, full of hope And each day I grasp a little more of it Every day I collect a few more pollen grains Standing by the roadside, waiting It is a very long road, full of joy And every day I get a glimpse of it The Swallow song at dawn The swell of her breasts as she sighs Sitting in the park, waiting It is a very long road, full of magic And every morning I catch a whiff of it It is in the air and in the water, in the fire and in the earth So I sit here, waiting And wonder at all this life
Posted on: Sat, 13 Sep 2014 22:59:32 +0000
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