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Baby, I will wait for you
Whether the sun shine,
Or the clouds blue.
Farther east you are from me
Sipping a warm cup of tea.
Sheaves of snow blanket the land,
Like a shadow of despair,
With an ice-cold hand.
Here I wait in the Christmas season,
People jolly with no reason.
You sit and wait for your turn,
As I sit and ponder your return.
To see you on this Christmas night,
Would be a blessing, an angel’s flight.
So I wait for a miracle,
As the children run around so cheerful.
Whether or not you do come back,
This holiday will have no act.
This holiday will have no stage,
This holiday remains a page
Empty from the lack of script
As the quill sits silent
In the ink.
- by Parsleys Thyme |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 09/05/2009 |
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- Title: Wait for you
- Artist: Parsleys Thyme
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Description:
This is a poem I wrote last night about a woman whose husband is away at war. It is Christmas, and she is sitting and waiting for the miracle of his return. She sits in sorrowful silence as she waits for him, as everyone around her is cheerful on the Christmas night without the woman's husband.
Oh and I drew the ref. pic. X3 Check out the rest of my stuff too! :> - Date: 09/05/2009
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