On some days u can be proud of what u are going through and things u made it through, but on a rather cold weather, it just gets on to you.
"You always wait for the him to come by your doorstep. When u ask when he
will stop for the journey, he tells you..he doesn't know for sure. But as an old
woman that u are, u know for a fact, men are not too reliable with the things
they say. Sometimes they only try to painfully mean the words they have said,
otherwise their stupid ego steps in. You sit by the old wooden chair that used
to be in the living room, but now its quite hot outside, so its placed in the
porched, where u can see the beautiful things God has made people to see. The
silent lake that surrounds the old house, where ducks swim and species of fish
live. There are beautiful yellow trees that give shade to those old brown worn
eyes, that have long since waited the coming of a loved one. When does one give
up the yearning.."
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