We wait wondering,
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| November morning light in my livingroom |
yet expecting one.
We wait while,
wondering,
how life goes on,
amid this pain.
We wait watching,
one another's
grief.
We wait willingly,
for one another,
hoping for relief.
We wait while loving,
Joan with all our hearts,
knowing we will always do so,
hoping she will always know.
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