The sun shines high above the vales,
The spring flower seemeth to tell tales,
If winter comes, I'll in your arms rest,
When morning awakens, thy beauty shines best.
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Mystery Rivers flow the bed of Earth,
Sings the wonder skylark full of mirth,
Dreams the young lass of her lover's return,
Swinging moods fly by, love's lovely pattern...- - very very poetic. one can feel that you have studied literature....... lovely poem.. tony
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Mystery Rivers flow the bed of Earth, Sings the wonder skylark full of mirth, Dreams the young lass of her lover's return, Swinging moods fly by, love's lovely pattern...- - very very poetic. one can feel that you have studied literature....... lovely poem.. tony