Dear


I thought of something long ago
When the sun wanted to rise
I wished that you would let me know
I am the one you sympathize.

I wrote a poem years ago
When the sun was shining bright:
Through my verse I let you know
That you won me without a fight.

I sent a letter months ago
When the sun was almost setting:
I just had to let you know
That your cold heart is so upsetting.

I left a note as (now) you know
After I had lost one sandal.
I had to let family know
You were the flame that burned my candle.



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