#WritcoPoemPrompt11
The days were unending as were the nights,
She waited and waited and waited,
But some would say their was no hope in sight.

The wonder of a child dancing in
anticipation
time stopped and refused participation.

Her heart yerns and beats a pattern calling to her love with its baton.

Listening to negative voices she chose not
Their love is strong their
hearts tied in a knot.

Days have gone...