The Last Song (of Spring)
The last song
of evening,
the first light
of a new born day,
the streets and houses
are empty,
smiles gone,
since you went
away,
for spring
you have departed
and summer is near,
but time
does not lie,
nor skies lie still
in wonder,
for life passes
quickly
since the last April day,
for May you see
is older
as the year passes by,
five months
until Autumn,
the days pass,
in dreams
of warmth,
light and thunder,
stay still my life,
stay still,
for it all passes
so swiftly by.
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