I find myself waiting,
yet again,
on you
this brisk fall day
watching the leaves fall
covering the green grass
that marks the remanants
of a short summer
and my thoughts wander
as I realize
that good things
do
come to those
who wait.
I find myself waiting,
yet again,
on you
this brisk fall day
watching the leaves fall
covering the green grass
that marks the remanants
of a short summer
and my thoughts wander
as I realize
that good things
do
come to those
who wait.