The dark night enveloping the whole sky
The narrow path that the moonlight let us to see
The smiling stars Waiting for me to peek out through the window
Always, with the bright moon and stars
I share my dreams of yours
Though they don't tease me ,I coy my head down and smile
The cold wind comes near my ears and says your beloved is back ....
I stay still in my wooden chair with eyes filed with tears ,
I wait for you to come back,
From the evil battle of man.
I wait for you my beloved
With the sweets I made only for you..
The stars laugh ,the moon laughs
And the wind whispers in my ears as I rest up on your chest that
"The owner of your heart is back with all the love and care only to see his beloved........"
YOU ARE READING
waiting for you
Poetryit's not a story its a poem telling about a wife waiting for her husband to come from battle field
