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GBY — Rowan
Published: 2004-07-22 09:10:46 +0000 UTC; Views: 200; Favourites: 0; Downloads: 13
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Description
He sits alone,Up there on the hill,
Come rain or shine,
He'll be there.
Waiting,
For her.
He has his friends,
Who occasionally stop by,
Perhaps for some food,
Or a place for the night.
She visits when she can,
A few times a day,
Maybe once a week.
He still waits.
And never complains.
She likes to talk to him,
But sometimes says nothing at all.
He just enjoys her company,
She adores his beauty and warmth.
As time passed on they both grew old,
She made the time to visit,
But only when she could.
Slowly they parted.
He still sits there on that hill,
Now just the charred remains,
Of what was once was the beauty of the land,
And one girl's best friend.
