A wish in words
I would talk about the weather
I would tell you of the rain
Rivulets running down my roses
And tapping against my windowpane
I’d ask about your weather
And listen to your passing reply
Even in the awkward pauses
I would care about your sky.
I’d ask how you’ve been doing
I’d even say I’m doing fine
I would navigat…
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