Poetry

Waiting for

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That miracle sometimes feels like standing all alone in the dark.

Waiting for the sun to rise so there is some light in my life.

Or until it gets too cold and the numbness inside isn’t all I feel anymore.

As the cold surrounds me and my hands start to tingle and I know it’s time to go in.

But before I walk away I look around one more time in the hope that one day I will see a halo over this dark lake.

The only lake that makes me feel so calm and alive after a long day of frustration.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyrighted ©️ 2021 By Deirdre Stokes

Published by mywords2228

Love writing poetry and reading tons of books. I also write short fiction stories and hope to include them on my page soon; I hope you enjoy my work, and thanks for stopping by my page.