Chilly Mornings

April 26, 2018
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Every chilly morning I get up very early
To catch your sight down the convent
I wait for you there so eagerly
Because not seeing you is something I repent.

For I know you look at me too
Thousands of feet above the ground
In the frosty wind and fog, you
Look for me all around.

But I know you can’t ever love me
I know you can’t ever care
It’s hard for you to see me
I know you won’t speak you wouldn’t even dare.

Your eyes want it all mystified,
But I can’t help looking you know that I tried.

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