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i know she walks along this lane
richard adams

I know she walks along this lane,
to pluck the flowers, where
beside the gravel path they grow
along the river there.

She takes the blossoms in her arms
and smells the sweet perfume
of roses, with the heav'nly scent
cascading from each bloom.

Like willows' tears, the falling leaves
are dropped by autumn breeze,
as quietly, she strolls in peace
beneath the shady trees.

I see her beauty welcomed by
pure joy of nature's grace,
as calm, she turns to come to me,
where she will soon embrace
her love with joyful radiance,
her gentle soul so sweet,
her heart so purely innocent,
which makes my life complete.
 


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