See the window wide open
the breeze blowing in,
Gazing blue skies never gray
as your soul takes a spin.
Into night overhead
where stars always shine,
To imagine you are gazing toward
that same star as I'm.
As winter winds come and blow
know these words are true,
Winter's chill is lessened
because of finding you.
1-29-06
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