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Waiting and Watching

Poetry By: Tango
Poetry


Living and life


Submitted:May 28, 2008    Reads: 51    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   


Waiting and Watching.

Waiting, waiting, for the sun to arise,
so i can see your beautiful face,
and gaze into your loving eyes.

Waiting, waiting, for our love to grow,
holding you close, kissing, cuddleing,
making love, ever so slow.

Waiting, waiting, to concieve our child,
will it be a boy or a girl,
bold, or meek, and mild.

Waiting, waiting, for our baby to arrive,
feelng your swelling belly, as it kicks,
showing us that it's alive.

Waiting, waiting, for the birth,
if it's a girl, it's Louise,
or a boy it's Kirk.

Watching, watching, our child grow,
a baby, a toddler, a teen,
an adult, thats how it goes.

waiting, waiting, in our twilight years,
remembering all the joy,
and also, all the tears.

Waiting, and watching,
for the grim reaper to appear,
and strike me down with his deadly scythe.

Tango.





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