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 summers come and gone He had a long, lonely night ahead waitin for June Then among the leaves near an orphans 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 aint even got no one to talk to! So, Whoever finds this, I love you! The old mans eyes searched the orphans home And cam to rest upon a child with her nose pressed up against the window pane And the old man knew hed found a friend, at last So he waved at her and smiled And they both knew theyd spend the winter laughing at the rain Spoken And they did spend the summer laughing at the rain, talking through the fence, exchanging little gifts theyd 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 WASNT THERE! And somehow, the little girl knew he wasnt 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 dont even have no one to talk to. So, whoever finds this, I love you!You might also like1
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