Sit down upon the glider
surrounded by the coolness
of the late spring breeze
flowing through the open windows
Pull the music close
stare at the unfinished canvas
that begs for attention
getting only the distance of the mind
now lulled in peaceful contentment
She was far away
in the nearness of this day
remembering those times
when nothing interrupted
the joy of reflection that
now comes back to be
if only her eyes now could see
she came full circle
in silent reverie
Where did you go
Was I really so foolish
Thinking I had to let you go
Why did I not sit next to you
And wait forever and a day
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