Apr 2021
Quite often the day's budding roses I overlook
turning to brown falling leaves instead
it seems I've closed my youth's coloured-book
as upon the remaining years my weary heart has fed
turning to brown falling leaves instead
it seems I've closed my youth's coloured-book
as upon the remaining years my weary heart has fed
(M/Victoria, Australia)
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