Waiting

Waiting for that special someone,
To come into my life,
Hoping that it wont be long
Before she is here.

I thought I had found her,
A local lass,
She was the world to me,
But she had to leave,
As we were getting too “serious”

I cannot lie, this lass I love,
Still to this day,
Hurts me to see her, throw her life away.
But I must move on,
Find the special someone.
Who will not harm the fragile granite,

© 2005-2016

By Bryan Deakin

Hello and welcome to my site, my name is Bryan Deakin, 35yr old from Scotland. A Dyspraxic, Poet, Blogger and Community Activist, I studieda BSc(Hons) Sustainable Development, at the University of Highlands and Islands. Lover of all things Greek and Finnish, and a keen and active member of Falkirk SNP. Prior I was Vice President of Simple Machines, and Project Manager at Simple Machines Forum (SMF).

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