The sun embraces tenderly expectant augured land
The earth bursts forth in verdant joy, finds death's encircling hand
Your head piled high untrammelled captures summer's warmest gold
My face immersed in flaxen hair, finds only driech and cold
In childhood's reveries hold dear this cherished fertile land
My feet now bare through lush green grass, find only sullied sand
Your smiling face and loving eyes my hearth and second home
I kiss your soft sweet scented skin, to find that I'm alone
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