I Think Of You….
I think of you at bedtime,
In dreams that lie and wait.
I think of you in the morning,
With a smile upon my face.
I think of you in the afternoon,
And wonder when next we meet.
I think of you in the evening;
For at last the chance to see,
That you and I are meant to be,
Or be only in a sea of dreams.
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Beauty in its frail form
Until the harshness of the temperatures reign
Send forth the fury
Decay instantaneous
Who Has Seen the Wind?
Who has seen the wind?
Neither I nor you.
But when the leaves hang trembling,
The wind is passing through.
Who has seen the wind?
Neither you nor I.
But when the trees bow down their heads,
The wind is passing by.
Author: Christina Rossetti
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Leaves Fall
The Ground Falls Silent
Water Transforms To New Substance
Land Softens And Crystallizes
Wrapped In A Cocoon To Undergo Renewal
New Life Springs Forth In Fragrance
Temperatures Soar To Bring About Age
Lands Thirst And Craves Renewal
Leaves Fall
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