Look at the wall,
One picture that is all,
A wheat field it is.

Move your eyes,
There that stand,
A carriage with two horses on the left,
Is the ride i kept in check;
Through the greenery,
In search of gain,
Just for you and me.

Yes,on the top of the fireplace it hangs,
Waiting to be revealed,
Warming up adding glistening scenarios,
To the lonely living room that holds,
The scent of two empty arm chairs,
And a one long couch.
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