Poems of summer are like butterflies,
On colorful wings they faraway go,
Into the forest where flowers seed grow
And a gust from the wind falls down and dies.
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Feelings are painless or pain such is music,
Life eternally on of joy and sorrow;
Each of its own half of what we do sic,
Not of the same way as that of tomorrow.
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Light symphonies play,
before cold dawn makes a day
- twilight's misty way.
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The leaves are all dead,
and summer dreams aforesaid
- better springs ahead.
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Aspiring moments of the day through dark
Beside every hour that is going by
Filling with amber yellow morning sky
Glowing like gold on the horizon spark
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Nice days are arriving
For everyone,
You just have to sing a song
And get a long
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