Poem -

WANTING

I just want that now

The moments

The minutes.

I just want those hours

Those days

Those years.

I just want that life.

To feel his feather soft kiss

The nightmare`s gone.

I just want the storm quieted!

The rain dried

The grass green.

I just want to hear his gentle soft lilting voice, whisper to me again.

Smell the flowers grow

Feel the wind sigh

Hear the birds sing.

I just want that moment

That minute

That now.

I just want that time!

I just want him!

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AUTHOR WILLIAMS...

Good verse dear Georgina, My five stars

I just want to hear his gentle soft lilting voice, whisper to me again.

Smell the flowers grow

Feel the wind sigh

Hear the birds sing.

Regards & Love

WILLIAMSJI

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Nardine Sanderson

Wow Georgy girl, i want him too, sounds amazing,
"I just want to hear his gentle soft lilting voice, whisper to me again.

Smell the flowers grow

Feel the wind sigh

Hear the birds sing."
such an attractive write, in going to have sweet dreams tonight, well done sweetheart, much love nardine xx

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Maddison Law

Oh Georgina, I understand how much you want him :(
I feel the hurt in your words xx
Maddison

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Georgina Richardson

Thank you sweety for reading it and I`m glad you like, I hope you are well honey. Love G xx

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