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By The Window Light
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January 2004 Poetry By the window light,
I try with all my might.
To try to get a wink of sleep,
but these feeling run so very deep.
My heart it aches for love no doubt,
yet cry these tears when I think about,
the dreams I wish to only dream,
that won't come true as though it seems.
When will these things ever come true?
Do you think of me like I think of you?
Do you miss me as much as you say?
Do you want to be with me someday?
These questions always cross my mind,
but the answers I have yet to find.
So I lay here and I close my eyes,
but wake yet again with these feelings inside.
My soul won't let me sleep at night,
as I cry here by the window light.
~*~ Jill ~*~
