My life is poised,
like a bird in the morning,
a morning of silence,
before his song has
filled the air, and
I am waiting...

I am waiting for
my sun and I am
waiting for my time
and I am ever, always waiting
for that almost perfect moment
that is almost never coming and
may not ever come.

But it remains that I am here.
I am here with
my song to fill
the quiet morning air,
I am here to sing my song
to all that care to listen, and
I am poised like a song bird
on a still and quiet morning
with my song to fill the air.

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