I’m not one for poetry, not because I don’t like poems, but because they’ve just never tripped my trigger like they do for some people. Which is fine. If everyone liked the same things, the world would be a boring place. The other day though I had these thoughts floating around in my head that just would not go away, so I sat down and put pen to paper so to speak. Here is the result.

Waiting

I sit here day after day,
Waiting.

A glimpse of your beautiful eyes,
The brush of your hand,
A hint of your smile,
The sound of your voice,
Is all I need.

I sit here day after day.
Waiting.

For you.

©Riann Leigh

Now that I’ve written this, I’m thinking that there might be something to this poetry thing.  I might even try to write another one.  Then again, this might be my one and only poem.  Who knows?  🙂

I had this great idea to start a blog. I know, I know. It seems as if everyone is writing blogs these days, so why join the bandwagon now? *shrugs*  Obviously I felt I had something important to share and felt that this was the best way to do it.

That being said, why am I sitting here racking my brain for something to say? Ugghh. Where are those ideas I had zipping around in my head? Yoo hoo…ideas. Come out, come out wherever you are.

Well it seems that these great ideas I had have gone into hiding. I know that they’ll resurface. The question is when?