A simple humble flow'r amidst thick grasses, Vivifying is the breeze that wafts over her fields More rapidly than the wind. The bird descends on my cross alight. On wings of your rich fantasy, harmony, On a calm Seek in the Olympian skies. like the burning sun, the raindrops vaporize And with my clamor behind return pure to the sky; when scarcely a lad adolescent, the sun will return to dawn; In spite of everything, Dreams when already a youth, full of vigor to attain. Blue eyes dry, smooth brow held to a high plane. were it more brilliant, fresher, and at its best. Bring it up to your lips and kiss my inner soul. recalling your face, cradle, with your aura's flawless breath Constantly repeating the essence of the shadows, the breeze that on my brow Sweet and caressing did blow With coolness full of delight, Rich fountain of happiness, Of harmonious melodies Filled my heart with joy profound. Oh, precious infancy, Return thee to my heart, Bring back our gentle hours, holding the past of love is It's for thee my constant desire, like a truly precious thing It deserves to be cherished.
Bring back our gentle hours-Orig Poem By MrgreenPoet
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· 2021-05-17 00:18
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