A night with no light,
A girl with no fright,
Waiting for a boy,
With green eyes,
Blonde hair,
A hint of brown somewhere.
Tall
Strong
Smart
Oh, where could he be?
For she is waiting on he.
A light shines in the distance,
A smile touches her lips,
He's here,
She can tell,
He even has that same pine smell,
As he comes close,
Takes her in his arms,
As night turns to light.
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