A Simple Longing
Oh, if you only permit me to greet you,
I would labor for you all the day long
Under a blistering sun or
In a dark forest or
On a dusty field or
Up a rainy hillside,
To boost my spirit at dawn,
To cuddle my soul at midday,
To snuggle my mind at dusk and
To caress my thoughts at night
Of knowing
That I am blessed by
Having heard
Your steps of hope and
Your voice of promise.
Having seen
Your eyes of beauty and
Your smile of warmth.
Then, and only then,
My labor would be rewarding,
My day complete,
My evening joyful and
My night filled with contentment.
© François DulaPay

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