Waiting Poem by Robert Neest

A tall and wooden window's open wide

And lets the early summer sunshine slip

Inside the dimly lit and narrow room

And draw few feeble shadows on the walls.


Beside the window stands a girl and looks

Towards a very distant place, away

From where she stays with shoulders brought in front

While arms are tightly held around her waist.


She wears a lively coloured graceful dress

With stylish shoes that are her favourite pair

And light shines on her nicely done hair

To make her look so beautiful and young.


With trembling hands she reads again the message,

As she has done since she received the news,

When several tears are falling from her eyes

And then are slowly rolling down her face.