Visiting the pleasant meadows where summer flowers grow – Saying goodbye brings tears to my eyes!
Daisies 🌼 with sunshine faces Roses 🌹 with sweet fragrance A meadow full of paper dolls dancing in the middle!
PETALS begin to fall and I begin to grieve, for these paper dolls will soon fall asleep NO longer to be seen Then I was given a promise – “DO not fear, for we have saved a pocket full of seed and we will be back next year!
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