Sunday, July 24, 2016

Patience 2


Ansel Adams I am not..

Will you
remember me
when all the days go by?
While I wait
for you.
Through rainy days,
and
sun-dappled green
wind-wrested mornings..
I breathe the sigh,
and wonder why
I should wait
but willing,
I do.
Because.
I hope for you.

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