Sitting here silently missing that time
The time that we shared in this very spot
Wish for it again, it might just be mine
Some think it's too good to be true; it's not
Days have brightened up, nights are much more clear
Storms not so heavy, ice not as frozen
The feeling that I get I hold so dear
And I will for all the time I'm given
For now all I can do is wait it out
My wish will come true, and joy to follow
Enough to make me want to scream and shout
But a feeling I wish to preserve slow
The feelings you give me are great, no less
How you managed to see good in this mess.
YOU ARE READING
Sonnets
PoetryA collection of Sonnets, probably going to continue for quite some time before it's complete.
