The love that was easy to come and go
Was never the same to hold in the day
It flickered so much like a nightly glow
With shadows together in their walking way
Its heart that is like dewdrop in the grass
Of aroma sweet and its transparent peace
With morning coming in that soon shall pass
But never from memory exist to cease
This love that's of happiness and of sorrow
Shining its gleaming on throughout the night
Like the echoing footsteps into tomorrow
Before the freshly daybreak begins its flight
The instance of riches in restlessly skies
Apparent friendship that meets through the eyes
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