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Post by sandserene on Jul 20, 2006 9:23:58 GMT -5
Earth Trembles Waiting I wait for his foot fall, Eager, afraid, Each evening hour When the lights fade... I wait for his voice To speak low to me-- As a mariner lost Dreams of harbor, at sea...
I wait for his lips When the dusk falls. Life holds my longing Behind dark walls.
I wait for his face-- As after rain Earth trembles waiting For the sun again...
-- Blanche Shoemaker Wagstaff
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