November 25, 2005

Alone

How dark the days are
When one is alone
Time is so cruel
To those who are parted
With every second that ticks
'Tis my heart it wounds and pricks
This emptiness that I feel
Nothing and no one else can fill
I face each morning
Half-alive so full of yearning
Everyday I say prayers for you
Blowing you kisses, surely, that I also do
Halfway 'round the world
I send you my untiring love
The kind I want you so much to have
A message I softly whisper
For the wind to bring you thither
Until then I'll always be here
Longing, wishing and waiting.