The Carpenter

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November 21, 2005

I have known a man I've never met,
I have never seen his pretty face,
I never have the chance to paint a smile for him.

But perhaps I do in some little ways,
I still try to gaze at him in my dreams
Where shadows envelopes him.

I reach out to touch him but he slowly fades,
I whisper his name,
He answers back --- a voice of an angel.

A long time ago, I was lifeless and broken.
In my amazement, he fixed me.
By his magical hammer, chisel and nail, he fixed me up.

He brought me back to life,
He even taught me how to smile.
I am just wishing he's here to see it now...

Mikay😊

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