I have waited for you,
for many long years,
despairing and lonely,
with eyes full of tears.
You've left me and promised
your early return,
in freshest of bloom
for you I did yearn.
Your tenderly nearness
I yearned for so much,
your smile and kind eyes,
your sweet voice and touch.
Through illness and hardship,
alone and despairing,
my heart ached so much
from all my yearning.
My prayers were sent
to wish you keep well
and to wish you near me
to God I did tell.
The years have been fleeting,
I've been through them yearning,
with praying so hard
for your returning.
I have waited for you,
now I am ill and so sore
and you've come to my bedside
but I don't need you any more!
Peter Frederick
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