she's waited for so long, too long it seems
a prayer left unanswered
years of flowing water
passing beneath a bridge
passing beneath a bridge
hours never mattered much
happiness and calm were fragile
faint shadows
faint shadows
still she stands steadfast
longing for the day
warm arms will wrap around
longing for the day
warm arms will wrap around
float her worries away
... drift them out to sea
happiness and calm were
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still she stands steadfast
longing for the day
warm arms will wrap around
The longing and yearning for someone dear never seems to end. It may take longer than most but worth the wait. Nicely!
Hank
This is so wistful.. and certainly we all must have days like these, when we consider all that water sliding away under our personal bridges. Thank you for sharing on Real Toads.
ReplyDeleteThe longing in this poem is palpable; and the pictures beautifully accompany the words!
ReplyDeleteGreat photos, and a very relaxing read and refreshing read for a Tuesday afternoon. Made be breathe a bit of a heavy sigh.....loved it.
ReplyDeleteI can really feel the emotion in this poem and linked with the very apt pictures. I am left at the end wishing she feels those arms soon. Smiles.
ReplyDeleteflowing water beneath a bridge is a great metaphor for unanswered prayers.
ReplyDeleteI love the metaphors in your poem! It was beautifully written
ReplyDeleteWell Done :D
Very poignant, John. I hope she finds the safety of those arms soon.
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