Longing
An old framed picture on the dresser
Opens the window to my soul
I look, see and remember
Everything that was and never was
And what is now, will soon be a memory of the past
At the same time, I see all that I wish will come to pass
Longing and waiting, in the flow of time
The night grows dark, the picture disappears
But the window to my soul stays open
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