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Tasting Life
A zephyr skipped along, midday, Rose-daubed my cheek in ides of May, As if to goad, and giggling, say - 'My lad, this moment's wasting ... Such zest waits for the tasting!' The sea was donning Sunday's best, With shimmered pearls upon its breast, Its voice reminding from each crest - 'My lad, the hours are wasting ... Such wine awaits the tasting!' New heather danced atop the hills, With white and pink Chantilly frills, And sang to me with plaintive trills - 'My lad, the day's a-wasting ... Such fare waits for the tasting!' The creeping dusk, swathed in the moon, Enchanted, blue, each dale and dune, Then, tender-voiced, began to croon - 'My lad, the night-tide's wasting ... Romance awaits the tasting!' Oh, months and years go far too fast, As dreams are swallowed by the past, But time still beckons, clear and vast - 'My lad, each breath is wasting ... There's life left for the tasting!' There's LIFE left, yet ... so TASTE it!'
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