Poetry

Wait for me

 Wait for me


Wait for me and I'll return
Only wait very hard,
wait when you're filled with sorrow...
as you watch the yellow rain...
wait when the winds sweep, the snow drifts;
wait in the sweltering heat...

Wait when others have stopped waiting forgetting their yesterdays...
wait even when a far no letter comes to you...
wait when others are tired of waiting...
wait even when my mother thinks I'm no more...
and when friends sits around the fire to drink at my name...
wait for me and do not hurry to drink at my memory...

Wait for me, I'll return defying every death...
and at those who do not wait, say I was lucky...
they will never understand that with your waiting...
you saved me...
Only you and I will know how I survived...
it's because you waited as no one else did.

contributed by FJ
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