There is an old song by Mac Davis that I feel the need to share today.
It goes like this:
On a quiet street in the city a little old man walks along.
Shuffling through
the Autumn afternoon.
And the Autumn
leaves reminded him another summer's come and gone.
He had a long,
lonely night ahead waitin' for June.
Then among the
leaves near an orphan's home a piece of paper caught his eye,
And he stooped to
pick it up with trembling hands.
And as he read the
childish writing, the old man began to cry,
'Cause the words
burned inside him like a flame.
"Whoever finds
this, I love you!"
"Whoever finds
this, I need you!"
"I ain't even
got no one to talk to!"
"So, Whoever
finds this, I love you!"
The old man's eyes
searched the orphan's home,
And came to rest
upon a child with her nose pressed up against the window pane.
And the old man
knew he'd found a friend, at last,
So he waved at her
and smiled.
And they both knew
they'd spend the winter laughing at the rain.
And they did spend
the summer laughing at the rain,
Talking through the
fence,
Exchanging little
gifts they'd made for each other.
The old man would
carve toys for the little girl,
And she would draw
pictures for him of beautiful ladies surrounded by green trees and sunshine,
And they laughed
alot.
But then on the
first day of June,
The little girl ran
to the fence to show the man a picture she had drawn,
But he wasn't there!
And somehow, the
little girl knew he wasn't coming back.
So she went back to
her little room,
Took out a crayola
and a piece of paper, and wrote:
"Whoever finds
this, I love you!"
"Whoever finds
this, I need you!"
"I don't even
have no one to talk to."
"So, whoever
finds this, I love you!"
There is an old song by Mac Davis that I feel the need to share today.
It goes like this:
It goes like this:
On a quiet street in the city a little old man walks along.
Shuffling through
the Autumn afternoon.And the Autumn leaves reminded him another summer's come and gone.
He had a long, lonely night ahead waitin' for June.
Then among the leaves near an orphan's home a piece of paper caught his eye,
And he stooped to pick it up with trembling hands.
And as he read the childish writing, the old man began to cry,
'Cause the words burned inside him like a flame.
"Whoever finds this, I love you!"
"Whoever finds this, I need you!"
"I ain't even got no one to talk to!"
"So, Whoever finds this, I love you!"
The old man's eyes searched the orphan's home,
And came to rest upon a child with her nose pressed up against the window pane.
And the old man knew he'd found a friend, at last,
So he waved at her and smiled.
And they both knew they'd spend the winter laughing at the rain.
And they did spend the summer laughing at the rain,
Talking through the fence,
Exchanging little gifts they'd made for each other.
The old man would carve toys for the little girl,
And she would draw pictures for him of beautiful ladies surrounded by green trees and sunshine,
And they laughed alot.
But then on the first day of June,
The little girl ran to the fence to show the man a picture she had drawn,
But he wasn't there!
And somehow, the little girl knew he wasn't coming back.
So she went back to her little room,
Took out a crayola and a piece of paper, and wrote:
"Whoever finds this, I love you!"
"Whoever finds this, I need you!"
"I don't even have no one to talk to."
"So, whoever finds this, I love you!"
Today is a good day to tell the ones you love that you love them!
I hope you have a delightful day, wherever you are. Whatever your relationship status may be at the moment, know that you are loved.
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