Impatient Do you lie awake at night, feeling the same anxious longing? Does your heart beat, with the same bittersweet impatience? Time seems to drag on so slowly, without thought or care of my restless soul. There are thousands of words still unsaid between us. I wait with a heavy, hopeful heart.
Happy Easter tomorrow! See you next week.
As always, thanks for stopping by. ❤
Moxie and Mishaps 
This was wonderful.
I’ve always enjoyed the fact that Poetry is such a free way of expression. It can be rigid and follow rules, but then on the flip side it can just be random thoughts strung together in stanzas.
Happy Easter 🐣 to you, too, Cousin!
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