Stay Here In Tunes

Oh sweetest roses for every day
As the coming summer walks with us through
Green of green fields may it forever stay
Along with clear deep sky and profound blue
My love is in songs of the forest deep
That comes now here so playfully singing
With a heart and hours forever to keep
And more of the fragrances in bringing

Stay here in tunes with playful young air
That gives so much joy to every heart
When the blossoms of purple-white yellow glow
The moments of summer coming in here
To shed away the old bitterly rampart
Of night-time shadowy iciness snow

Old Forest’s Aflame

Flowers of wild beauty appear to glow
For new springtime is coming soon here in
Old forest's aflame in going winter snow
Whirling broken whispers of wintry spin
Love songs of golden leaves from the old
When autumn was with us in the gone year
Now remembered in greenery unfold
Which every murmur through now can hear

The roads that where so hard once to follow
Are clearing up into the deep dust earth
Somewhere still are dreams of mournful plays
Going away again in to the hollow
Coming with the heights of summer time's birth
Boundless fresh blossom in the breezing ways

Burning Hazes Away

Singing through every hour of late night
Love songs that hot temperature are giving
Like a fevered song peaking high and bright
Every tone of the melody living
We shall learn and we shall hopefully be
With the moments of true love to arrive
Like stretching wings fly through the air carefree
And go with the course in their broad contrive

Burning hazes away till morning's dawn
With the look in the equation of a dream
Before brightness comes freshly with its view
I see the night moving away from dim lawn
When the sunup ascends high with its gleam
And the colors make the sky again blue

Always Remember

Always remember the gone summer songs,
Constantly consider the days that were sweet
Into the instances of every young
That courses has drift on after life's treat
Flowers in the garden of shadows and light
Bringing you colors of everything
Moments of days and hours of the dim night
What you in your heart strings always shall sing

Always remember the moments of worth
They come very tenderly on their own
Trying to find you in your misty round ways
Seeds of left longings in roots of new birth
Everything coming not clearly shown
When hours so spotlessly in memory plays

Without A Doubt

There is a turning
Inside the other
With dark out and light.
Trickling fresh
Deep and dark
Filling the mind
With its spark.
Some seem too clear
Where they are going
Here and to there.
Daydreaming knowing
Without a doubt
Rowing and going
To their about.
Sensitivity away
And on with their lives
Word to word play
For depth gist dives,
Everything’s history
Filling each chip
With an inside story