| "Wildflowers in springtime delight, absent light-hearted romancing and the dancing with bees galore, becomes Nature's dance with death, forevermore"
~~carefulcarpenter
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"Tell me what you see; and I'll know where you are"
~~cc
I gave love; you gave me a thistle;
We shared tenderness; then you ran away;
I planted a rose; and you blossomed;
I had fresh hopes; tho' winter froze them solid | 
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