All that I ever asked..


As the evening comes to life..
She brings the light..
To the evening sky..

Ever brightly shining..
To the shooting stars..
With just one single wish..
Ever in her heart..

Yet I still ask..
When will I be granted mine..
Even if for one time..

To love her..
Cherish the warmth..
Treasure the smiles..

But like the morning sun..
This dream is..
Once more ever too far..

-Andy1076 Registered & Protected  5OFJ-Y5TE-S392-QYJC

29 responses »

  1. I can feel this… I deal with it all the time… will he ever change, love me back… who knows.. but this is a lovely poem, thank you yet again, my friend! Michelle

  2. The morning sun
    is never too far
    it creeps up stealthily
    in a grand surprise
    you will only know
    when the first rays
    touch your feet
    spreading the warmth
    you need not ask
    for he knows
    he will fulfill
    just believe

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