A dark, clear night
The ferns sway to invisible music
The leaves whisper their
sweet secrets
Perfect for stargazing
You lay out the blanket
It's golden like the first rays of sun
And purple like an Iris
They used to bloom here, I say,
But that was many years ago
It is easier
To talk with the blanket there
And the sky,
The ever twinkling sky
When the rain clouds roll in,
I don't need a jacket.
I'll dance in the rain,
be the first to see the
rainbow come again.
She would go to the bridge every day
It was beautiful
And it saw HER
She would meet gen
They would talk for hours in the
cool shade
They were beautiful
"In 113 years will we still be strong?
Let the page write the story for much time has passed
Since we carved the lines into the ground
Each bloody footprint weaving a spiderweb
A map maybe
For those to come
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