She stands at the edge day after day
Searching and waiting
Tears of desperation and pain
Mingle with the angry waves down below
The cruel taunts and accusations go unheard
As his last words ring in her mind
Wait for me Wait for me
The wind will always bring me home
They call her foolish and insane
A soul lost and alone
No one remembers the beauty
The proud lady she once was
The cruel taunts and accusations go unheard
As his last words ring in her mind
Wait for me Wait for me
The wind will always bring me home
Then one dark night they say
She finally jumped over the edge
Some say they can still hear her crying out
I may be mad, but only for love, only for love
She stands at the edge day after day
Searching and waiting
Tears of desperation and pain
Mingle with the angry waves down below
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reached out and took hold of my hand to
lead me to the edge, filled with anxiety as
whether to go along with the moment or
to step back and realize this was not me.
Thank you for such a beautiful poem.
~Barbara~
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