the passages of daydreams carry me
to places long forgot in memory
the sleepy southern shade of summertime
the happy peace of childhood’s paradigm
there I will roam again in steaming woods
relieved of all the world of musts and shoulds
to skip a stone across a silver pond
where I did swear a promise and a bond
the woodland nymph I will again beseech
as love must always dwell beneath her beech
for there is carved the essence of my pledge
still hidden just beyond the meadow’s edge
a heart and just one name I yet recall
live on until the day when trees must fall
and there with time my heart always remains
till stars fall from the sky like winter rains
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