she waits...

catefrances

in time
he will come
and she will be waiting.
standing at the edge
holding out her hand
for him to grasp.
she remembers
the sound of his voice.
the lilt of his laugh
the way his excitement grew
not so easy to sit still
he made her smile
to think of other times
good times
they could have shared, but
somehow lost in confusion
an uncertainty clouded everything
she thought they could be
and now she waits
for him to stand on his own two feet
to realise the strength he denies
and she waits...

reeferchief

Wow,:):):) the imagry almost speaks to me, very nice cate.:)

catefrances

this one came together in minutes. and with more than a little inspiration from thoughts of others.