Tomb Of Flowers
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Tomb of flowers
Breathing
Breathing
Of wild winter rain
The dowers:
Yet
To the ground
Scenting beauty around
Coloring soil and air
By gentle years you grow
And twinkle to a grove
Where in the night
Fairies and nymphs and
Fauns and satyrs ride
On hedgehogs merry
Dance the moon-lit green
A merry and rare sight!
Tomb of flowers
Breathing
Breathing
Of wild winter rain
The dowers:
Bu şiiri puanla
Henüz puan verilmemiş