Waited Too Long...
Waiting to die, he reflected on his past.
Waiting for the right time,
He let life pass.
Waiting For You...
…and years go by waiting for you,
A lonely cry, a moist tear,
Is all the company I have here.
There I stand; staring at myself.
Could I have been anybody else?
Could I have changed what was meant for me?
Or did I have to surrender to destiny?
She’s got a garden in her backyard,
Two plantlets, waiting to become plants,
She waters them everyday with care,
She wants them to grow, oh so fast!
Shuffling down this path of gloom,
I observe there is much more room.
Fear dominates cheer here,
And sweat is replaced by the tear.