I am in the mood to share the poems that I have written in the past. Yesterday, I shared my poem, In Dilemma.
This one today is about a girl's anticipation in waiting for the man in her life....
At Twenty Four
by ancient-dreamergirl
Two tens and four my time of gold
Who in the stars my heart to hold
Is it the one of heavens told
You to my soul, to my sight unfold.
Counting stars each night in bed
Thinking how or have we met
Counting hours till morning comes
To me, my beau, my beau, becomes.
Are you the guy with raven hair
With pensive eyes, smile so rare
Come now, ahh, long time in wait
Please don’t let my life in vain!
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