Here I Am

Here I stand 

believing in more than the following

words that may fall out of tongue

a calling sprung

once a child's fearful smile

now a women so desiring, 

praying, her heart stirring

Waiting for his hand

To tell her why her heart

has longed to understand

why he looked her in the eye

and left a mystery kept inside 

waiting, wishing, hoping

pennies wouldn't do

to sing a song of hope

for life to be with whom 

she could not play a note 

His hand keeps hers waiting

Here I stand

As all my failures are following 

the path I once could

meander so wild and free

hoping maybe he will see me

and we could live free

Reviews

[Wórdsmíth]

Loved the line:- "His hand keeps hers waiting"
Beautiful imagery... Many unspoken words`re spoken through this wonderful write. Keep it up!