The Wanted One
One day it will happen.
I'll be at home maybe
when the phone rings,
or I'll get an email
or a letter in the post
and yes, I will smile.
I'll have been expecting it.
Out I'll go
to find you,
comfort you,
assure you all is well.
Where are the others eh?
Where are they now?
You need them, they're not here,
so look who comes back
as always. The returner.
Written: April 2012.
Explanation: A poem written in my own time. Likely to change in the near future.
Explanation: A poem written in my own time. Likely to change in the near future.
