if i stand beside you,
look into your
eyes,
i can almost see a world;
is it waiting? for
someone
more fortunate
than i, poor wanderer,
living apart from the sunlight
of your eternal
daytime.
someday,
i may be worthy enough
to take the outstretched hand,
to believe in hope again,
and allow myself
to be led into
the sun.
valerie jaeger
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-day-3/
