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UNDERGROWTH

UNDERGROWTH Two figures hesitate in the undergrowth A man dressed in black, a lady in green Maybe they have paused to let nature in A carpet of Spring flowers at their feet Or that their meeting remains discreet And that their agreed future may begin Altogether, it’s quite a romantic scene Imminently, each to plight their troth A walk in the forest, and alone at last Trees, slender and reaching to the sky Arranged as if they are a congregation All in rows, clearly a planned planting One can almost hear them all chanting The leaves whispering in a sussuration And none here can ever question why It’s to celebrate a future, not the past It’ll soon be time when they must go Turning back yet leave nothing behind Their meeting ended sealed with a kiss Love is a gift to give, never to borrow Both will experience a new tomorrow Even the undergrowth feels their bliss It is a love they were so lucky to find Both they and the undergrowth know

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