By the bank of a quiet stream,
he sat thinking of her.
The water reflected her face,
the waves whispered her name.
She walked to distant shores,
unaware of his gentle surveillance.
Every stone thrown into the water,
a message lost in the waves.
She chased dreams in the sunlight,
leaving shadows behind her.
He waited beside the soft song of the stream,
hoping for her to return.
In the stillness of the water,
he found pieces of her heart.
She lived in distant moments,
unaware of his silent prayer.
In the lap of the quiet stream,
he had love, the guardian of hope.
About the Creator
Ghost
A young person overflowing with imagination and compassion seeks to create a positive impact on the world by expressing their creativity through meaningful actions.
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