Sometimes
I'll just sit
and do nothing for hours-
Loneliness can bind you
tighter than other powers.
Sometimes it seems hopeless
never improving each day
As I sit and wait
for love to come my way.
Is it written in the stars?
Is it my destiny?
To never know true love
and be forever lonely?
I know I must be patient
but my patience is running low
When one waits for love,
time moves oh so slow.
November 5, 1996