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Life seems almost empty In this hourglass of time. I have so very much to give To the one that I'll call mine. Somehow love has forgotten me Throughout these darker years. When will I welcome its sweet light? Someday, it appears. Good things come to those that wait, Many wise people say. For now you are but the dream That gets me through each day. I await with hope and patience, As each new sunrise nears. Eventually I know that you will come, Someday, it appears. B.G. Wetherby |
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