Listen Below…

It’s dawn now and there isn’t much to say
The lights are on now, and there is less to see
Last night was warm; yesterday’s wind was brisk.
The breeze of Spring swiftly slipped away from us on a Quiet April Eve
Summer brings early mornings and more holidays
You still bring me last seasons lilies.
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