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

Oh!

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.