Baby's so well and adjusted so brightly,
to surroundings that would otherwise cost her so dearly
but clearly shes always been sure
or a mirror that shows more.
She talks to the darkness without a reply
thats more than most who've sat silent to try
shs a note thats been left by my bed,
unloved and unread.
shes says it takes one to know just one to forget one,
every new morning you hide your face from
mine, so I beckon the night
to play her, her song.
Fresh scented covers shape over her body,
a small wind from the window cools down her temper,
december brings earlier dusks,
better suited for us.
So seperate we'd sit all through the evenings
I brought to her just waht she needed
what i needed, i never would tell
so i left, wished her well
I left for the sun paced the coast tanned and shoeless
left her december, candlelight, clueless
but i knew this
wind in the road with straighten unfurl.
I returned without her ever knowing my going
walk right to her seat and i sat down beside her
she never looked up from her book
said " I'm so glad your back".
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