Blue EyesA Poem by Death
Waiting
Always waiting A door, slowly opens Tall and slender Makes a presence Eyes widen Smiles brighten A simple nod or wave. A sideways glace A loving glare Waiting for the bell to flare A long happy hug Tight and gentle An "I love you" and a gentle kiss Fulfilling my simplest wish.
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