June burst forth with sunshine blest
Buds awakening on the stem of trees
Life awakens like a treasure chest
And butterflies flutter in the breeze.
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The woods, aye, they do decay,
The ivy creeps forever upwards
From the ground to the canopy,
Up the trunk that rots from within.
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The new dawn broke into a clear blue sky
Shadows of people emerged into the light
Fruit lay in fields over which skylarks fly.
The start of the day and the end of night.
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Whoever has not
Sighed on a midnight pillow
Has not truly loved.
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I wander along an empty shore
As a gentle tide slowly recedes
Among the sea weed and sea shells
That crunch quietly underfoot.
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I see her every day, but for a long time
There was silence, a huge gulf, a chasm
That you could pass a planet through.
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Sun in the desert
Creates hazy mirages
Not to be trusted.
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Yellow, then soft pale orange
Slowly lit the morning sky.
Blue ice shrinking every day
With each sub zero dawn.
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Should I die tomorrow
Lay me with my wife
Shed not a tear of sorrow
For I have tried my best in life
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