As seasons turn we all must learn
From past love that is dead
Like ivy once was summer-green
Now bleeds to autumn-red
And clings before it fades and falls
To lay a golden bed
Of memories scattered by the wind
And mottled wishes shed
Which decompose to fertile soil
From which new love is fed
Copyright 2007
2 Ivy Love (Pdf print version)
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