Friday, August 20, 2010

The Cursed Summer

I wish that I could sleep
until the winter ends...
when the leaves of spring begin to fall
to open my eyes again.
The days of gloomy summers,
its minutes torment the soul
The emptiness of a grieving nest
denies the heart a moments rest
Cometh spring, oh lovely spring!
bring my love to me..
a heart full of love and the bundle of joy
When the two will become the three.

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