written in a pub 

i will wait for you
like a desert waits for rain
or a baby waits to feed
as a farmer waits for harvest
like a beggar waits for change for weed
like a child waits for Christmas
like a worker waits for payday
like a valley waits for spring
like a lion waits for prey
i will wait for you
with trembling
in the sad knowledge that you will come
yet so too will you soon be gone

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