Waiting
A tall and wooden window’s open wide
And lets the early summer sunshine slip
Inside the dimly lit and narrow room
And draw few feeble shadows on the walls.
Beside the window stands a girl and looks
Towards a very distant place, away
From where she stays with shoulders brought in front
While arms are tightly held around her waist.
She wears a lively coloured graceful dress
With stylish shoes that are her favourite pair
And light shines on her nicely done hair
To make her look so beautiful and young.
With trembling hands she reads again the message,
As she has done since she received the news,
When several tears are falling from her eyes
And then are slowly rolling down her face.