The Wait
I am just a simple person,
waiting,
for you affections,
yet, I receive not a word,
though you are there,
am I even in your thoughts,
dare I ask?
Though I may not be
within your site,
can you not feel my gaze,
my love,
or hear the unspoken
words of my heart?
I watch you from a distance,
loving you,
waiting with patience,
hope,
and faith,
that you will see me for who I am,
and for whom I am not.
Will you ever take the time
to look beyond the surface
and see the truth before your eyes?
Silently, I am waiting, loving you.
Copyright 2002 Tracey L. Hardie
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Is that poor girl still sitting on the banks of the Seine,I keep telling her to go into Paris and make some money, never seen her smile yet.
You have a good eye for pictures.
Your Poetry is pretty good to.
All the best
Morchuis
One day, you will be "seen".
Blessings & light to you!
~Jen