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May 2011
The Morning starts with sleepy eyes
Fragrance floats on summer wind
Beneath the covers sorry sighs
Life is short, in death to end

The Noon is time for all to grow
Fragrance floats on summer wind
And sunlight hides the world’s shadow
Life is short, in death to end

Afternoon grows long and weary
Fragrance floats on summer wind
Every answer adds a query
Life is short, in death to end

Evening finds the sun now setting
Fragrance floats on summer wind
To use twilight for forgetting
Life is short, in death to end

In the Night the eyes will close
Fragrance floats on summer wind
For undetermined time to doze
Life was short, this is the end.
This one was an assignment- to write whatever we wanted, in the style of Feste from the Twelfth Night.  So this is my "nonsense song".  Can you spot the metaphor?
Dani Allensworth
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Dani Allensworth  Iowa
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