a moment here
the air is clear
and all around
a quiet sound
the green green grass
the people pass
a sky of blue
just me and you
pink blossoms fall
but you stand tall
what your eyes tell
it casts a spell
and draws me in
i cannot win
i want to run
escape the sun
the heat that burns
with lessons learned
what stopped the earth
and killed my mirth
is beating fast
in me at last
and should it end
with you my friend
then bury me
beneath this tree
my heart can’t bear
another tear
it’s you or I
must go and die
on this spring day
in lovely May
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