Rest Assured My Dear:

As she sits,
I watch
Graceful and soundlessly
As that of a dove
Perched on a tree
Oh feel that!
Summer’s breeze
We’re are all so found of
How it doesn’t seem to touch her
Silent as,
A stone
She sits.
I watch
I see
Empty and beautiful
Is what she is?
Lonesome and heartbreak
Is what she feels?
Rest assured
My dear
Something tells me you are to do,
Great things
If only one day.


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