Jan's Poetic Collection

I was waiting for you,
When the Sun rose behind the trees,
And brought with it new rays,
A hope to wait for you.

But soon came the evening,
The sun went down,
And with it went--
My hopes of your return.

The night came then,
Covered my hopes with darkness,
Yet hopes remained alive,
The coming morning made it survive.

I was waiting for you,
When came a big storm,
Which tried to blow off my dreams,
But the hope tree was too strong.

I was waiting for you,
When there came a drought,
Drying out my hopes of your return,
But I was wet with your love's rain.

Darling, my dear sweetheart,
Comes what may,
My love for you will always stay,
And I'll wait for you till my last day.