Is what I see,
Looking at me happily Bright green grass As thick as can be,
Feels so very soft to me Birds and squirrels are playing around With some sunlight shining down,
Wishing I could be there now I look once more and begin to frown.
as there for you, stood by you, listened to you But still that wasn't good enough,
Why? what else could I do.
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