Where Is My Sweet Love
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winter calls and I am here
burgundy leaves yellow with fear
for summer days
are now but, gone
and Autumns love has bid farewell
alone I sit
if only to dream
beyond the brook
and through the trees
to find a place
where summer sun spills
in time I know this dream fulfill
for now
in tear
I wait in dream
of summer love
you once did bring
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A Brian Strand Contest
Copyright © Rick Parise | Year Posted 2011
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