Thoughts on a very humid day (lyttlejoe) (1)

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Thoughts on a very humid day


I sit alone and sadly stare

and think had she ever felt

or did she even care

Was she aware of what went on,

her inner dying mind all but gone


Was their some way our heart

might touch ere she went away

Some path that I could only dream

and see with lucid eye

She'd known the truth, so it would seem

and soon had said good bye


It's been a while yet not so long,

her calm voice I still can hear

each night a love's sweet song

plays soft upon my ear

Stay close my love it won't be long

my day will soon be here

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