The sun stares
at me
looking for my blight
It promised not
to judge me
only give me light
The wind says
to me
I miss you
always helped
along the way
and it dried the dew
The trees whispered
I hear
words not spoken
they keep secret
vows made
have yet to be broken
The sky above
calms me
will always be my friend
It never moves
nor quakes
and never ever ends
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