When will she be here exactly…I hear voices asking me.
Soon as she feels capable for she is finishing her task every day.
Not one will be taken for granted, knowing she is the fabric of my sanity.
So I just stay put here waiting of hope; Freeing my mind from misery; no worries.
Just say three weeks or so , And I just know she loves me. I can almost hear her say.
Because I just love her; So I sit here…Waiting, reading; reciting, dreaming…
About the poetry verses of her.