the waiting

The cold winter mornings
Waiting upon the shore
Heart frozen in mourning

Devoid of all yearning
That burned on days before
The cold winter mornings

Empty days are turning
That time will not restore
Heart frozen in mourning

Lips no longer singing
Songs of love to outpour
The cold winter mornings

Eyes now turned to weeping
Are bright with joy no more
Heart frozen in mourning

And gently stops the beating
Of a soul that was so pure
The cold winter mornings
Heart frozen in mourning

the wait