Here’s a song that I’ve created
Here in the sweet afterglow
Softly as the falling snow
Oh how they sigh.
You left me fond recollections
When a pale September moon
was shining,
Nobody knows the hour
They were there together
Constant forever.
Pray tell me whence you come
Oh heavenly rest
Somewhere I know where lovers go
Into my heart one December day
For me there seemed no morrow.
Raise your voices, raise your hearts
There’s a wonderful light in the sky
A poet loves the springtime.
That is all I have to say.
John H Davies
19th May 2011
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