I'll never know your smile
Or what color your eyes are.
I'll never get to stroke your hair
Or hear you speak your first word.
My life with you hadn't began.
But now I'm remembering
All the memories I made in my mind,
Of a love I'll never enjoy holding.
YOU ARE READING
In the Waiting
PoesíaSometimes we all feel a little stuck and this poetry book is to remind you, you aren't alone. God is walking right there beside you the whole way through. One day in your life, probably multiple times in your life you're going to come to a point whe...
