Body scorched in the heat,
Look for a freebie from me,
Refusing to acknowledge defeat
And I retreat into a shell
Not knowing what much I can do
And inward rings the bell
Of love and kindness sings true.
I whisper a prayer for your brown eyes,
Your little body in loined disguise,
And I wish I were more wise,
Would a few pennies from me really suffice?
I don't count you amongst the lost,
I know your journey is long and the road dark
And even though I can't let go of even a little now
I hope I'll meet you one day sparked,
Not having to recount the sadness when
All I wanted to was to hold you nestled,
Your golden hair glistening in the sun,
I'll meet you on a day we have both won.
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