Edith Garcia Poems

My love bring me pretty things,
Coloured ribbons and sweet posies;
And I will entwine strands of gold,
Around a bunch of roses.
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While a myriad of stars crown the night,
Above the earth and the oceans deep;
And a luminous smiling silver moon,
Looks down on a world that sleeps;
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The forest looked weird and gloomy,
Beneath the dark sky and eerie moon;
And the trees swayed rhythmically to and fro,
To the flautist's haunting tune.
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