August, 1987
-Linda Lee Lyberg
I wait in the wings for my one true love
Grasping my memories near my heart
I want to shout to the heavens above
But my voice ends in silence before it starts.
For my love belongs to another
And he’s not yet mine
So my voice I must smother
And speak not of this love divine.
But soon I hope the curtains will rise
And I’ll emerge from the wings of darkness
I’ll stand in the lights and hold my head high
And sing of my love with gladness.
Copyright©2017
Linda Lee Lyberg
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