There was a time All inside this In morning’s prime The first of kiss When light embraces The hours on And new dawn laces To twilight's gone
There was a way With passion's flame In a new born day Not done the same When words were whole Of inspirations thought That had their goal In what they ought
There is a word That is worth knowing That often occurred When thoughts were flowing It was of the kisses New morning gives One sometimes misses When a loss relives
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