There's something called discernment,
and it's hard to have from 521 miles away.
It's tough to believe you from that far,
and I want to believe
every single word, from trust to sister
but the rain hasn't come, and neither
has the light, only the waiting.
It's about time for me to stop looking
at you, not being able to see that far
anyway,
turn off the sound, and the picture,
and live in the light of today.
2 comments:
Nice Holly.
He has made you a woman of wisdom :)
btw anika has two bottom teeth!
Love gio
I love this. You've captured the waiting feeling perfectly-- I think it's the rains that don't come that create that feeling.
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