Sun rose this morning, and I was asleep to witness it. I know it rose today 'coz I see the risen Sun, now, straight ahead of me, as I am standing in my room, peeping out through the open window, with my morning cup of coffee. Sipping the cup, licking my lips.
I see a fresh air rushing from the Sun, on the tree-leaves. And it is coming to me. For me. Having the hotness of the coffee in me, I enjoy the freezing breeze.
Oh, What have the breeze brought me? It's a scrap of paper. I read it....

"
The day we met
I was sitting alone by myself.
I didn't have many friends
Or maybe even not a few.
But you sat with me.
You held my palm.
And now, u are worth a million friends.

The day we met
I was arguing on petty things.
But you stopped me.
I'll never forget that smile you'd.
It was so special.
It triggered my inner self.

The day we met
You completely changed me.
Made me bigger and better.
You taught me to smile.
You were so nice.
For you saw only good within me.

And today is the day you left.
Idk where to go, now.
I wish I had thanked you
For being my best friend.
"

Feminine handwriting.

Written by someone who would wish my presence. But who, I doubt.
Maybe, our Angel. 👼

_______________________

Dears,
Not a poem that I wrote. But a poem that flew to me.

Love and Regards,
EdwinJohnA