Poem2024-07-25T09:32:52+00:00

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By: Jonathan Edmund Johnson

Just sitting here thinking of you.
Wondering, what I am I to do?
Hoping that the next thing to do will be new.

For you.
I do.
To you.
For me.
Let it be.
The world will see
The wind in us.
Will it be?
It's a must.