The wait..
She hastened towards the windowbut with muffled footsteps
her eager eyes gleaming
for one more look of his
she took in a deep breath
and touched the familiar windowsill
she peeped out but could not find
the sweet face of his
she waited another minute,
she waited another hour,
she knew the wait would be worth
worth a smile of his.
Then amidst the million stars above
one star shimmered brightly
her eyes sparkled at the sight of him
she knew she would finally see him.
Poetry by Shraddha Manvi
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Written on 2006-11-06 at 07:22
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