I wait patiently in the morn
For my destiny to be born
Sunlight or under moonlight's wings
I'll stay a lifetime though it stings
Anticipating it to rise above
Oh, that's the hope I share my love
My belief may appear as lies
But in them I've begun to fly
Ages and time passes hence
But I've weathered the storm, cruel and tense
Till darkness falls in the daylit sky
Like a golden horizon in my eye
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"But I've weathered the storm, cruel and tense."
Hope needed at a time like this, looking toward
to the horizon.
Awesome.."I'll stay a lifetime though it stings..
But in them I've begun to fly..like a golden horizon in my eye" I like this!
Lovely!!! Keep them coming writer!!!
Your destiny is unfolding each time you write!! Writing is your vocation. You're doing a great job following your creative spirit! Keep going:)
This poem is awesome it speakes to the strength in all of us..WG you are amazing!!:)
PS. This is why I come here every day beautiful!!
hey WG a beautiful affirmation of patience, a calm patience threaded with a deep love and
respect for life.
p.s. hot picture, luv that hat and the smile.
Good stuff!! It reminded me a little of the song "Wind Beneath My Wings" by Bette Midler!
Thumbs up!
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