THE MOON WENT TO BED
THE SUN GROWS NOW RED
BEAUTY SHOWS BRIGHT
WHAT COMES TO LIGHT
FALLS A LEAVE FROM THE TREE
BLOWN WITH THE WIND
START SPINNING WITH ME
THROUGH FLOWERS LET'S SWING
CALL NOW THAT SMILE
SINCERELY SUNNY
WHILE IT GOT FUNNY
WE TUMBLED IN THE GRASS
COVERED WITH COLORS
AS BIRDS SOFTLY PASSED.
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