Tuesday, August 7, 2018

Waiting


     I would rope a star for you and give it your name. I believe you would keep that star in your pocket forever shining on. I would write a song for you that you would soon learn to sing. I would paint a picture of wildflowers in a springtime meadow, so you could look at it and feel at peace with your day. I would bake cookies so when you came home the warmth and love put into them would welcome you. I would write you a love poem that brought a tear to your eye as you read it time and again and always the tear. I would do so many things if only I could find you. I believe you are out there somewhere waiting for me just as I wait for you.

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