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...and she waited
while those who still thought the earth to be flat
stood motionless on street corners
peering endlessly over ancient iron gratings
covering the unseen city sewer life
...and she waited
silently
watching the January blizzards from her bedroom window
listening patiently
as soft April raindrops danced lightly upon her rooftop
diligently watching
wiping small beads of perspiration from her forehead
enduring the August humidity
pausing for a moment
admiring the spectrum of Autumn's colors
as she walked along a leaf-laden lane
...and she waited
while someone knocked on her door
contemplating opening it
contemplating
gifts the unexpected visitor bore in his possession
from the other side of the wooden barrier
happiness...
sadness...
joy...
pain...
confusion...
ecstasy...
or just a momentary intrusion of her privacy
...and she waited
from her early morning rising
through afternoon cups of tea
the annoyance of rush-hour traffic
ending
when the evening breeze kissed her eyelids
and she fell into peaceful slumber
waking with the sunrise
to begin another day
of waiting...
...and he waited
watching from behind long shadows
wanting to approach her
to tap softly up on her shoulder
taking her hand in his
watching her smile
listening to her voice
content
if it were just for a moment
an hour
a day
she could call him
he would answer
and wait with her
until her decision was made
...and they waited
together
