Day has spoken through the first glow
With summer moods song from birds
Now there's morning for a new day to flow
Leaves with the breeze whispery flirts
A day so sweet is coming on
Full of new wonderments up to wake
Let every its dream live our wishes on
Making of colors for the eyes to take
Love in the woods dark and deep
Where every flower is growing its worth
Dreamscapes of content ours to keep
From freshly brown fragranced earth
Day has spoken from its dawn's start
Anything going in its completeness
You and I living again from its heart
Finding its softness in its caress
Now the rain is falling dropp by drop
Trailing the way to each new play
And what goes down must come up
Every of the new seeds in the beds lay
Love is a whisper from morning breeze
Giving its talk where it must pass
Though the leaves up under the trees
As spring comes in and autumn once was
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