I feel this is...
A wall So high A child leaps Knows Father will hold Trust... Autumn In the woods Bare trees Wait for Spring As leaves unfold Hope... The hilltop Song of Larks Gentle breeze Sun rising Hearts behold Peace... A tired man Sleeping Resting at ease Mother's lap; remembering stories she told Bond... Eyes touch Silently talk Moments freeze Unspoken promises Hearts make, as, you I hold Love...Just my heart's voice... Written November 24th, 2001 © on Nov 23 2001 05:42 PM PST 0 • 18
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"A wall..."