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Will you walk through the fields with me Will you sit in the sun Will you walk through the fields with me Taste honey from the honey bee Will you walk, will you walk Walk through green lea; through the dale Pluck sweet berries; sip sweet ale Will you walk through Elysian Fields Through the fields with me Will you walk through the fields with me? Where nightingales chase dragonflies Will you walk, will you walk Walk through misty gates of dawn Where weaves the wyrd midsummer morn Will you walk through Elysian Fields Through the fields with me Will you walk through the fields with me When blossoms bloom from apple root Where blossoms fall, green leaves shoot Will you walk, will you walk Walk ‘till you can walk no more When all your walking days are o’er Will you walk through Elysian Fields Through the fields with me We will walk through the fields and trees We will sit in the sun We will walk through the fields and trees Wind chimes tinkling in the breeze Free to wander where we please As we walk, as we walk We walk where shadows have no place Where love eternal grants us grace Walking through Elysian Fields Through the fields, with me
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Jan 15, 2022
Jan 15, 2022 at 11:56 AM UTC
Elysian Fields Poem Version 2022
Will you walk through the fields with me Will you sit in the sun Will you walk through the fields with me Taste honey from the honey bee Will you walk, will you walk Walk through green lea; through the dale Pluck sweet berries; sip sweet ale Will you walk through Elysian Fields Through the fields with me Will you walk through the fields with me? Where nightingales chase dragonflies Will you walk, will you walk Walk through misty gates of dawn Where weaves the wyrd midsummer morn Will you walk through Elysian Fields Through the fields with me Will you walk through the fields with me When blossoms bloom from apple root Where blossoms fall, green leaves shoot Will you walk, will you walk Walk ‘till you can walk no more When all your walking days are o’er Will you walk through Elysian Fields Through the fields with me We will walk through the fields and trees We will sit in the sun We will walk through the fields and trees Wind chimes tinkling in the breeze Free to wander where we please As we walk, as we walk We walk where shadows have no place Where love eternal grants us grace Walking through Elysian Fields Through the fields, with me
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sheila-haskins
F/Suffolk England
Jan 15, 2022
Jan 15, 2022 at 11:56 AM UTC
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