Waiting, waiting, for the sun to arise, <br />so i can see your beautiful face, <br />and gaze into your loving eyes. <br /> <br />Waiting, waiting, for our love to grow, <br />holding you close, kissing, cuddleing, <br />making love, ever so slow. <br /> <br />Waiting, waiting, to concieve our child, <br />will it be a boy or a girl, <br />bold, or meek, and mild. <br /> <br />Waiting, waiting, for our baby to arrive, <br />feelng your swelling belly, as it kicks, <br />showing us that it's alive. <br /> <br />Waiting, waiting, for the birth, <br />if it's a girl, it's Louise, <br />or a boy it's Kirk. <br /> <br />Watching, watching, our child grow, <br />a baby, a toddler, a teen, <br />an adult, thats how it goes. <br /> <br />waiting, and watching, in our twilight years, <br />remembering the joy, <br />and also, all of the tears. <br /> <br />Waiting, and watching, <br />for the grim reaper, to appear, <br />and strike me down with his deadly scythe.<br /><br />Tango Tango<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/watching-and-waiting-2/
