I find myself waiting
for the phone to ring.
I find myself waiting
to see your car pull up.
I find myself waiting
for you to walk in the door.
I find myself waiting
to hear your voice-once more.
I find myself waiting
to feel your love again.
I find myself waiting
to tell you goodbye.
I find myself waiting
to tell you I miss you.
I find myself waiting
for the pain to subside.
I find myself waiting
to meet you in heaven.
I find myself waiting
to see you again
Your Dad's spirit is here with you. You know that. Do not wish your earthly life away,just yet, you have much more to do before you join him and other's on the other side.
Nice to meet you. I am enjoying your work.
Peace, Love, and Light,
Amber "V"
It's difficult losing someone close. I lost my son four years ago, and many of the things in your poem hit home...but we all have hope of meeting again one day, don't we?
How difficult it can be to let go and accept. Some losses in life are so unacceptable that we keep on waiting... Somehow hoping that this is only a dream.
In "A Touch of Your Presence" are words that would inspire, encourage and strengthen one's soul when faced with challenges and difficulties and to know the awesomeness of God's power.
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Nice to meet you. I am enjoying your work.
Peace, Love, and Light,
Amber "V"
a sad thought and yet...
some memories are forever...
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :(
Keep on writing,
Axilea