📚🧡Waiting🧡📖
🌹🧡The
song I came to sing
remains unsung to this day.
I have spent my
days in stringing
and in unstringing my instrument.
The
time has not come true,
the words have not been rightly set;
only
there is the agony
of wishing in my heart…..
I
have not seen his face,
nor have I listened to his voice;
only
I have heard his gentle footsteps
from the road before my house…..
But
the lamp has not been lit
and I cannot ask him into my house;
I
live in the hope of meeting with him;
but this meeting is not yet.🧡💖💗💞💘💓💕💝
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