Walk softly ‘cross these hallowed hills,
Wake not the spirits of dark chills.
As night falls ‘cross these harvest fields,
Where corn and soy, gave up their yields.
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You did not come with nine months wait,
I did not buy the buttons and bows ‘til late,
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Hot pavement burns the feet,
Cool green grass what a treat.
Sand stuck between the toes,
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When the wind blows free, that's where I’ll be,
No longer bound to a body unsound.
I’ve risen above the pain and sorrow,
Living forever, now, and tomorrow.
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I had a friend who had alot,
And very happy she was not.
Then she lost it all one day,
And now she morns her life away.
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The woods are lovely, dark, and deep,
Miles and miles, their mysteries keep.
As the crystal streams and rivers flow,
The floors of lush green carpet grow.
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Sonnets of penned passions,
Sing of love's sweet song,
Lingering memories of love,
Golden days gone wrong.
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Gone, the last holiday,
Another year passed away.
Now our taxes we must pay,
Cold and gray marks the day.
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Loves a fine sport,
The game calls us steadily,
Desire stampede's it's path,
Calling out to all, mutually.
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As I weep and wait for you,
From the chill there is no escape,
All night I walk the mist filled hills,
And long for your warm embrace.
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