Flowered Fields (poem)
The flowered fields of summer are all gone
Dark clouds now steal the stars away from view
Each day the bitter tears like rain anew
Each day I wonder on and on and on
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The emptiness of dreams we traveled through
Now shrouds of doubt and hopeless faith they spawn
This pain and sorrow purpose for the dawn
This is an unbelievable come true
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Yet in the distance I can hear a song
It sings to me of wonders locked in time
A meaning which my soul can still discern
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It’s her who calls my heart to sing along
It’s her who calls a love which was sublime
When flowered fields of summer do return