The Waiting

by Anthony   Jul 1, 2006


As I travelled alone on that old bus, I could see all that I was leaving behind, all that made me through all those years, as I smiled wiping the tears, I could see you waiting for me, I could see the sun setting, feel the warmth I have longed for! Something come over something not felt before your waiting for me, for that is what loves for!

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