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A Sonnet
My budded ears now with them music brings,
A piece in which the light and dark aren't clear.
The walk I take reveals the sunlit things;
The things which music makes to seem more dear.
This sunset blurs the sky, the clouds, the sea,
To one great heav'nly white and yellow haze.
A view of bridge and town i barely see,
They brightly sting my eyes here as I gaze.
Upon the leaves this sunlight gracef'lly brews,
My mem'ries from a long and distant past.
These visions I did know held heavy news,
But goodness made the thoughts of goodness last.
A crisp breeze wafts the ending of this day
I can't but mourn the music gone away.
A piece in which the light and dark aren't clear.
The walk I take reveals the sunlit things;
The things which music makes to seem more dear.
This sunset blurs the sky, the clouds, the sea,
To one great heav'nly white and yellow haze.
A view of bridge and town i barely see,
They brightly sting my eyes here as I gaze.
Upon the leaves this sunlight gracef'lly brews,
My mem'ries from a long and distant past.
These visions I did know held heavy news,
But goodness made the thoughts of goodness last.
A crisp breeze wafts the ending of this day
I can't but mourn the music gone away.
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