I feel this is...

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A wall 
So high 
A child leaps 
Knows 
Father will hold 
Trust... 

Autumn 
In the woods 
Bare trees 
Wait for Spring 
As leaves unfold 
Hope... 

The hilltop 
Song of Larks 
Gentle breeze 
Sun rising 
Hearts behold 
Peace... 

A tired man 
Sleeping 
Resting at ease 
Mother's lap; remembering 
stories she told 
Bond... 

Eyes touch 
Silently talk 
Moments freeze 
Unspoken promises 
Hearts make, as, you I hold 
Love... 

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From my poems at AllPoetry...

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