Where have you gone, little meadow gazelle?
The midday sun is twinkling on the meadow.
As well as fountains that pump up everlasting wine.
On the upper east side, I do see rays of sunshine.
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The field is fenced come and sow the seed. 'Tis rhyme I send you through my device Ah! gazelle swing the wind is nice. what a beauty now read my poem MOMS SMILES PLEASE
Happy wishes of this early summer dear Poet... Thanks for this visit.... Joyous....
The perfume comes from the roses side True hearts on ranks neverdivide. I paint my image on the mead The field is fenced come and sow the seed. full of love and emotions. the air is perfumed with love in your poem. tony