Summer’s Field (poem)
We spent our days in summer’s field
Where promises were flower’s yield
And nothing was from us concealed
This season put aside for two
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Each breeze would call me to your side
To touch the dreams that hearts confide
And let our kisses be our guide
Through summer’s field where wishes grew
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We’d find delight in holding tight
Such flights would summer’s field ignite
That nothing quite would feel so right
Until those youthful days were through
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Then seasons of cold winters came
With biting winds so hard to tame
We fought to guard our precious flame
Through mornings filled with bitter dew
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Then in your eyes came yesterday
Though outer youth had gone astray
Were summer’s field that far away
For love whose blossom had proved true