Amidst A Lonely Day
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A walk in woods of summer warmth,
Amidst a lonely day.
The leaves they try and talk to me,
Listen to what they say.
Oh don't be sad, we're here for you,
Our beauty you can behold.
Confide in us your deepest fears,
Your secrets will go untold.
Pretty good for what a tree would say,
Better than nothing at all.
A million ears for me to talk,
From now until the fall.
For in the fall the trees grow cold,
And amidst their lonely days.
I'll come and walk amongst you all,
And lend my ears your way.
Austin G Wright
1988