Anticipation by Barb Montanye Kleeman


Drifting alone on the waters of life, watching the beam from a distant
lighthouse growing nearer.
Longing to be on shore again and yet afraid of what she might find there.
Searching the coastline for signs of life and not really sure she wants to see anyone.
Confusion, fear, excitement and anticipation fills her soul as she ponders what might lie ahead.

(1 rating)
Rate this Poem (5 best)