My muse says her stay is over
And before sunrise she must be away
To her house across green fields of clover
Where merry winds make her golden hair sway
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Love with all your might,
And it may be that one day
she will again cross your way…
and you never know
that day may not be too far away!!
Cheers 🙂
J: fingers crossed!