Just for a little smile,
I am here.
I care not the colour.
Nothing is useless
I see, whether,
It is summer or winter.
Where are you, my dear?
I am searching you
In your own shelter.
I know something about you,
And I am anxious
In all weather.
Please let me see and hear
Your presence in each clatter.
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Please let me see and hear Your presence in each clatter Beautiful ending thanks for sharing.