No Time Wasted

I keep hoping he will come out

I keep hoping he will come out

But all I hear are

Echoes of doors now shut

Distant voices of peeps now gone

The clock strikes the hour

And I’m growing tired

But every moment that I endure

I’m sure will soon be cured

When down those stairs I see him step

Cause in his arms ill ne’er regret

And know ill soon forget

The time still spent

Waiting till he came out.

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