
In the quiet hours of evening
In the stillness of the night
In the early morning starlight
I will wait
In the rising of the gentle dawn
In the softness of the day
In the waning light of evening
I will wait
Even as the darkness comes
Even as the promised hope seems too far
Even as the darkness comes
I will look for that one single star
I will wait for a baby's cry
I will wait for that gentle smile
I will wait for Emmanuel
I will wait...
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Glen Warren
A hungry Newfoundlander exploring the world of food and culture.
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