You Say

You say you’re sick

And I grow ill;

You say you’re better,

With joy I swell.

You say nothing,

Just smile and smile;

I’m in Heaven

All the while.

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Petunias

Petunias, red and white ones,

Petunias purple blue,

All these petunias

Are falling for you!

Gentle their petals,

Delicate, too.

A thousand petunias

Are calling for you!

“Oh, put us in boxes,

So we can grow long

And fall in a fountain

Of colorful song!

Water us, sunlight us,

Love with high praise.

We’ll joy the eyes of you

Days upon days!

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How Silently

How silently the day dies.

It dies and dies away,

Smooth, serenely easy,

And the last boat goes,

Goes serenely up,

Up the stream,

Serenely, as in a dream,

While the last light dies.

It dies and dies away.

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O Queen

O Queen of my life,

O Spiritual Wife,

O Beautiful Boss of me,

I’ll do what l can

To be your “Yes” man

As long as your love’s for me.

You are so sweet

And you are so cute—

And yet you command like steel—

That I must obey

And follow your way,

If I am your love to feel.

O Light of my life,

O Star without strife,

O Beauty of Truth I see,

I do what I can

To be a whole man

By loving your live for ne!

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We Are

You are a steadying hand on me,

And guide ne straight along.

I am a joy to you, fulfilling your life’s song.

You are my moon and stars,

I am your sun.

We are a mirrored two

Framed into one.

Our lives are good, but better, we can see,

When I’m alive in you, as you in me.

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I Win Again

Oh, lovely, lovely, lovely,

You soft October rain,

With touch of cool within your voice,

That says,

“I win again!”

Oh, win again, again, again,

Upon my lips and eyes!

Ah, to see through mist again within fall’s Paradise!

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How Silently

How silently the day dies.

It dies and dies away,

Smooth, serenely, easy,

And the last boat goes,

Goes serenely up,

Up the stream,

Serenely, as in a dream,

While the last light dies.

It dies and dies away.

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