I think of you
Every sunset and sunrise

I think of you
When in early morning hours
Of spring-quickening showers
I hear the dawn Chorus

I think of you
When the plenilune appears

I think of you
At the sight of vernal-blossoming
Fritillary bulbs

I think of you
As roscid freshness of dawn
Hangs over vales and dales

I think of you
When springtime emerges
Clothed in freshness of eternal youth…

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