Saturday, November 10

Would you?

If I was a tree, standin' pretty in the breeze
or a cloud in the sky, bathed in sunlight high
would you look at me?

If I was a squirrel, fuzzy, cute and little
or a quaint hamster, scurrying throuh your laughter
would you care for me?

If I were to run, beckoning, past the sun
and look for your hand, at the universe's end
would you be there with me?

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