The long wait

flower-butterflyColourful butterflies dancing in air,

Joyfully ignoring any probing stare,

Smiling sunflowers follow the sun,

The moon drops in to join the fun,

A shy little star peeps in the twilight,

Tempting the others to drop in by night,

I sit by the lake waiting for you,

As the little grass blades bathe in dew,

All the orchestra comes to an end,

As the west dresses in black blend,

Still no news of your arrival,

Yet I live on to justify survival.

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