hope & longing
Hope deferred makes the heart sick, and my heart is fainting now Feeling that the time may never come for what I want to come around I don't think it's so unusual for me to want these things To fill my life with the grace of words spoken so sweet To be convinced with a smiling clutch To be cheered on with a kiss To be challenged to go for the best By the charms of true genius So I'm tilling my heart here I"ve planted all the seeds Praying for the desires of my heart watching for the life-giving tree “Hope deferred makes the heart sick, but a longing fulfilled is a tree of life.” –Proverbs 13:12 This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License