I wait you here
Under the shade
Of the broken tree
You know, in that
Empty spot
That you left
One evening
I wait for you
In the old bench
And as I watch
The sky and the birds
I remember your smile
And I wait.
Do you see His work?
When you look around And smile at the beauty of a bright sunny sky When you hear birds singing on the trees Or tiny butterflies Working...
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