under this gray suburban sky life is a small sigh
I know something about mine

I know it's sweet when evening comes
I know it is a sip of fresh water at the beginning of Spring

I know I have patience to wait for it beyond Winter
and I know it's like a flight of seasonal migrating birds,
a thin thread of an eternal veil
and I know that when you open the door this evening you will see this little sigh of mine in my eyes
and placing the keys in their place, smiling you will tell me
life is a little sigh
I know something about yours
what do you know about mine?
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