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Apr 2021
..by which time

the river has run its course



by which time

winter has smothered

the last autumn rose



by which time

all leaves have turned grey

the barren garden has nothing to pose



by which time

the stars have grown weary

not a single light-beam glows



by which time

love has its farewell bade

all feelings wither and tearfully close
Written by
Dr Peter Lim  M/Victoria, Australia
(M/Victoria, Australia)   
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