Once upon a time I stood upon a bridge,
Waiting for The Winter Wind to bring home bliss.
Anticipating somebody to bring home love.
I realised, now it was growing dark,
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Yes, he had come having me waiting on that bridge, Along with the cool Winter Wind stirring my breath with gratitude. Wonderful description of nature depicting deep and intense expectation at the your wish is fulfilled. He came. thank you for this poem. love it. tony
Nice poem. Thanks for the note.