In response to dVerse Poets Pub Photo Prompt below:
She waits since birth
for that touch
that care
as the sun rises
over the nursery wall
She waits at school
from first grade on
for a smile
a loving hug
before her long walk home
She waits each summer through
bathing suit adorned
towel in hand
dreaming of the swim
no invite received
She waits at the church
white dress arrayed
the veil in place
the music starts
nobody comes
She waits for the call
just one would be nice
two children had she
the phone never rings
it lay quiet and still
She waits outside
on a swing in the eve
floating in imagined memories
waiting for sunset
to carry her away
Gypsie’s Wonderful World of Words 
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