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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=390745" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Waiting For Her Knock</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=390745" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">He leaned across and pulled the window closed, <br>What future would he have now, he supposed<br>If what he so desired could all come true, <br>He would no longer be downcast and blue, <br>But she was not even near, nowhere in sight, <br>The thought that she, with luck, perhaps just might<br>Keep to her word, had now become remote.<br>A tight restriction welled up in his throat.<br>She'd said she would arrive at two o'clock, <br>How nerve wracking this waiting for her knock, <br>But looking at the time, it now was five, <br>No good to still keep faith and hope alive.<br>It was obvious, she didn't want to know, <br>To his heart and pride, it was a vicious blow.<br>A tap upon the door, could that be her, <br>His whole dispirited being began to stir, <br>'Do you want to buy my pegs', the Gypsy said, <br>But he had fled! </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=390745" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"></a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Ernestine+Northover">Ernestine Northover</a></strong></div>