She Guessed
"I guess you got into a job that's stressing.. Be strong."
Of concern, in a little while
Holding onto the ought be
Jogging a stroll of absence
In her heart, I got some more
Than enough which I am used to
May be politely false or wrongly true
As I walked down these steps,
My eyes caught her innocence.
But far away from my sight...
Long time not my writes
Add breeze to her flying kite
Unto my friends and foes biceps,
I hold firmly my troubling conscience.
To stage no peaceful or scary fight...
Till providence shows its heights
For me; for you, by luck and chance to bite
Your firm cool concern's note
Could not make me rest;
And as you have been there worrying
I hope you are heartily scurrying
As my writes now early bid farewell,
I wish to hear you soon of good news to tell
But in my mind you feel good too soon
As my seeming little writes miss you these often
Thanks dearly, sister.
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