When is a word that can mean so many things When will you love me? When will I see? It's all about the love that's inside of me? When will I be happy? When will I be glad? When will I appreciate the moments that I've ever had? When is always waiting what comes next. When is anticipating the next breathe.
This poem is copyrighted and stored in author base. All material subject to Copyright Infringement laws Section 512(c)(3) of the U.S. Copyright Act, 17 U.S.C. S512(c)(3), Krisselle S. Cosgrove March 15th, 2015