I hid You securely
In my thoughts
I then waited with
My doors wide open.
I stepped out and looked
As I felt that You called
I looked left, right, ahead
And worried not to find You.
When wind blew mildly
I thought You arrived
As darkness approached
I lit lamp and stayed.
Busy You may be
Absorbed in Your work
I thought You'll settle ‘em
And come sometime soon.
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