The wait

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I would that the elements tell of my wait ;
The wind, whisper of my patience
The land, my pacing feet
The sun, my expectant heart
The rains rein in my perturbed thoughts

That despite the storms, I lay,
Staying my lot





Heya Dearies,
This is a short one. So I was thinking of entering the wattys. What do you think about that? Do let me know your thoughts on that.
Please vote (yeah the little star below) and comment; criticise 😉 (constructively) and appreciate ♥
Have a lovely weekend
Love,
         Paris ♥

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