Meadow Sweet
In the dusting of the springtime,
Sweet-scented thoughts of yesterday
Where our foreheads did briefly touch
And ruby lips did tease and play
No time to wonder and regret
The angels are calling too soon
This time is ours not to forget
The return of duty come noon
To wallow in the arms of youth
Crush meadows gifts beneath our feet
Our love now spent in truth forsooth
The new day new life we now greet
To have loved in green meadows sweet
My heart did dance my life complete
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