- OPPOSITE ENDS -
At the opposite ends
We met hovering in between
From that old tree heard
A sweet voice, a lullabye
Strum of the strings
The sound of music
And Love spread its wings
Poems, lyrics, dreams
The words left unsaid
The promises never kept
Perhaps a fragments of a story
Once we had
When they said,
The roses are red
And violets are blue
Then why it be,
I could not have you ...
We met hovering in between
From that old tree heard
A sweet voice, a lullabye
Strum of the strings
The sound of music
And Love spread its wings
Poems, lyrics, dreams
The words left unsaid
The promises never kept
Perhaps a fragments of a story
Once we had
When they said,
The roses are red
And violets are blue
Then why it be,
I could not have you ...
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