Place where love blossomed.
We spent our days in summer’s field
Where promises were flower’s yield
And nothing was from us concealed
This season put aside for two
Each breeze would call me to your side
To touch the dreams that hearts confide
And let our kisses be our guide
Through summer’s field where wishes grew
We’d find delight in holding tight
Such flights would summer’s field ignite
That nothing quite would feel so right
Until those youthful days were through
Then seasons of cold winters came
With biting winds so hard to tame
We fought to guard our precious flame
Through mornings filled with bitter dew
Then in your eyes came yesterday
Though outer youth had gone astray
Were summer’s field that far away
For love whose blossom had proved true
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