There are notes, floating, in the breeze

Clinging, steadfast, to the trees

Music written, for the eyes to hear

Words that sing, to those held dear

I can only imagine, what each note holds

Perhaps a wish, where a secret unfolds

Or a trinket, shared, from a woman’s purse

I’m sure each note, is quite diverse

So I’ll hang a wish, upon this tree

And hope it comes true, for thee and me

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