Submissions by GWarren17

Forever I’ll Wait,
For the girl called midnight,
so dark and mysterious,
like the unknown shadows cast by light of the full moon.
I shall wait,
Through the chilled air of winter,
Past fluffs of snow,
Over ice covered walks.
In the dead of December,
Out in the cold of January.
Though all the snow and ice will melt,
still I will wait,
Once all the ice and snow melts,
Through the slush filled streets of February,
I’ll be here.
Waiting as I’ve
been.......


As a new beginning,
Spring brings:
fresh scents,...