And now we see the eve has come
the sun it dips unseen to some.
Morning chill it sets the day
summer things they drift away.
But love of spring will come to rise
and colors with it to please the eyes.
Let sleep the night with sounds of ease
a starry song that drifts through trees.
Cradling souls in dreams so sweet
to wake among the summer’s heat.
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That all may gleam fulfillment.
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