Waiting for.....

Awaiting  the dawn ,

the moon slept in cold,

And the sparkling

tiny stars becomes old,

embraced life,

under the clouds  in bold

nurturing  your

buds of love unfold,

Let us row the boat of hope

and the life sail continues

sometimes along with the wind;

other times against the mind

but we both must sail through

and not to drift at all

nor lie at anchor........
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI