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Beneath the Whispering Willow
In the past, a bygone time,
I saw the light when joy was mine.
Amidst the shadows, soft and fair,
A radiant glow, beyond compare.
In fields of gold, I danced with glee,
Beneath the whispering willow tree.
Each moment, a melody divine,
Echoing through this heart of mine.
With laughter as my guiding star,
I journeyed near, I journeyed far.
In every smile, a story told,
Of love that blossomed, uncontrolled.
But seasons change, and time moves on,
The joyous days, they now are gone.
Yet in my soul, the light still gleams,
A beacon bright within my dreams.
For though the past may fade away,
Its beauty lingers, come what may.
And in the echo of that time,
I find solace, in this heart of mine.
© Metta_Zen
I saw the light when joy was mine.
Amidst the shadows, soft and fair,
A radiant glow, beyond compare.
In fields of gold, I danced with glee,
Beneath the whispering willow tree.
Each moment, a melody divine,
Echoing through this heart of mine.
With laughter as my guiding star,
I journeyed near, I journeyed far.
In every smile, a story told,
Of love that blossomed, uncontrolled.
But seasons change, and time moves on,
The joyous days, they now are gone.
Yet in my soul, the light still gleams,
A beacon bright within my dreams.
For though the past may fade away,
Its beauty lingers, come what may.
And in the echo of that time,
I find solace, in this heart of mine.
© Metta_Zen
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