I stand alone in the cold, cold, dark.
Stand and wait for someone,
any one to come.
I am so alone, and afraid.
I don't know who it is,
But I can hear footsteps coming towards me.
As each step they take draws nearer,
It sounds like they slow down.
Until they completely stop.
I listen, but the person has disappeared.
I stand there alone again.
Hoping someone will come my way.
I walk a little ways.
Not knowing where I'm going.
I can't see anything. It's still to dark.
A bright flash of light and I am blinded.
I trip and fall. The light goes away,
I am once again alone in the dark.
I huddle there shivering,
For what must seem like hours.
I look up and man is standing over me.
Where he came from I do not know.
He holds a small lantern in his hand.
It is warm and comforting.
He helps me to my feet,
And he smiles sweetly at me.
I smile back and look deeply into his eyes.
He is the one I was waiting for.
He was always the one.
As we walk hand in hand I know,
He has come to take me home.
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