He tells you, open your eyes and see it
He tells her to look up at the sky
She doesn't question his statement
She looks up at the trees, golden leaves to present them
The way the tree stands and the leaves ..
They resemble her Afro closely
Still looking she swears the leaves are curled like her strands
Just admiring in the still of a warm spring night
Not many people out and no noise
She sits and to comfort her a friend, a radio and her little toyota
The little wonders of life can amaze you
The smallest of things placed in their set place within
the masterpiece
Each in their frame of a set time
Pebble$ x
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