If I Could Open My Window - Poem by Sammy Sparrow
If I could open my window and see you standing below.
I'd be filled with happiness, but at the same time a little bit of sorrow.
I'd be glad to see your hair blowing in the wind and your wicked bright smile.
I really wish that you could stay for awhile
but my sorrow, is the fact that i know you won't be there tomorrow.
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