The sun beats down on a man,
and he can feel the warm heat on him
a gaze from a passing stranger reminds
him of forgotten friend
A smile from a lady reminds
him of past lovers
A breezes cools his body
The day passes as do the memories
the trees sway in the wind waving
to every one who passes them
but few take notes to them
the man sits and watches the trees
and feels them same as they do
a smile catches his lips as he waves back.
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