I do not need to see your face – you are here
I glimpse you every day, my dear,
in the sun’s rays
I hear you sing to me in a bird’s song but not just one
Even the kookaburra,
just for fun when you laugh with me
a sound of glee
and even though I don’t know
what your face would be
like today
I still say that you are truly beautiful
Like a fool I miss you
Anonymous
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