A monument to the gardeners friend,
The one who is busy from dawn to dusk,
Buzzing between the flower beds in shifts,
Working hard all day long,
Who helps the garden along,
With his buzzing wings singing a song,
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To sit and look over the bay, The suns gone down, An end to the day, The glimmer of the moon, That lunar light, Glistens on the crest of the...
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To write a thousand words, How one feels, But cannot find those eyes, Who would read, A message unread, For a thousand years, Maybe in anoth... -
The magic comes with a pen in hand, When emotions transfer upon a page, When letters join in harmony, That is where the sentences are made, ... -
Sat on a path, At the dawn of the day, Cross roads in sight, Thinking which way, To the left or to the right, Or straight ahead towards toni...
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