Turning to the Sunset (poem)
So funny now the day’s gone by
I sit beside my widow view
And all the flowers born anew
Within reflection there I sigh
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Once gallant knight a damsel woo
The dance that never had an end
A romance shared would never bend
The twilight’s mist the morning’s dew
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Such mem’ries force me to attend
The truth of things that we had done
A couple whom oft ballads song
And through it all you were my friend
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Of you I rise up to the sun
Another card still left to play
To take me back to yesterday
Just one more time perhaps then done
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The sun is ebbing past the day
I rise to find the reason why
Alone I go for you I try
I love you dear my acts will say
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I knew them and they passed this way