Fond Farewell
Merry is the way you spin me around, its no hard sell
Just you and I enjoying time on a two-person carousel
I heard no sound when that heartwood tree fell
Focused only on your sweet scents to which I smell
You're proof that pennies are worth wishing to a well
Your lips touching mine, till our next fond farewell
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