I love to be close
in everything true,
that's how life goes
to get it through.
For times are changing
and making anew
like days are arranging
times and ways too.
Remember the old
that came to give,
its ways manifold
to dream and to live.
For it is for us
to have some smile,
for thought to get across
in a life's while.
Don't have it too real
the songs you give,
they are for afeel
and a moment to live.
Each memorable way
that you made clear,
will always stay
with you close and dear.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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