Steven Harz Music

Wait

I am willing to wait

for your reappearance

what choice do I have

but to be patient and prepare

for you to walk back

Rather than lying under dark clouds

I will string holiday lights

from backyard trees in the shapes

of Orion and dippers while I wait

for you to bring clear skies

To ward off the chill I will

put logs on the fire and then

drop a lump of coal in your stocking

hoping that by the time you return

it will be your diamond

On the hill up the road

I will bury a young pinecone

beneath a red velvet tree skirt

and will wait with garland and tinsel

for you to bring your star