Sunday, January 2, 2011

Waiting

I have busied myself
All day, waiting for
Him to come back to me;
I cleaned my room,
Finished three loads of laundry,
Vacuumed my car,
Showered most thoroughly,
Painted my face prettily,
Dressed carefully-
Wearing his shirt I love so much;
And I am still left waiting,
Patiently waiting,
Feeling no rush or worry,
Simply a calm peace of
Quiet anticipation for
The man I love to wrap
His strong arms around me
Once again,
Knowing he will return
Brightens my being,
Fuels meaning to my projects,
To my daily activities;
For now, I shall
Simply wait.

1 comment:

  1. I keep coming back to this poem... I love how simply elegant it is. And it just makes me feel all warm and fuzzy

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