by Amy Michelle Wiley
I await, my beloved, to see your face to hear you call my name my heart is silent listening to hear a whisper of your love yearning to echo it back When the sun rises above the hill I wonder if perhaps you watch it, too you could be right next door or maybe on the world around watching the close of day I see a child laugh cuddling close to her mom I imagine our children yours and mine the joy we’ll someday share I look around to see your brilliant smile to feel your gentle arms but I find only longing wondering hoping trusting that God’s perfect time will bring you near My heart is waiting I keep it hidden, safe wanting only you hearing the promise of forever in the whisper of my dreams I will wait, my love for you
copyright 2008 Amy Michelle Wiley Amy is a freelance writer and editor and a professional sign language interpreter. She is the director of Peculiar People--an international collaborative fiction organization. Her website is www.sparrowsflight.net
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