<p>                   <strong>1</strong></p>
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<p><strong>Summer’s Sunlight’s Gone </strong></p>
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<p>lonely garden in autumn</p>
<p>the ochre burst of summer </p>
<p>sunlight’s gone, eyes and ears shut </p>
<p>to bluebell tatters (stems & roots)</p>
<p>littering rumpled flower beds</p>
<p> </p>
<p>the color flash of nature</p>
<p>once conceived prime appeal</p>
<p>now a wound </p>
<p>searing towards winter</p>
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<p>     <strong> 2</strong></p>
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<p><strong>I Was Left in Sad Disgrace </strong></p>
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<p>You promised me you would return</p>
<p>when June once more would show its face.</p>
<p>I waited while the June sun burned.</p>
<p>You never did your presence grace.</p>
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<p>When June once more would show its face,</p>
<p>I hoped to make you, darling, mine,</p>
<p>but I was left in sad disgrace,</p>
<p>alone to toast our love with wine.</p>
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<p>I waited while the June sun burned</p>
<p>the fragile daisies in the park.</p>
<p>Each morn in pain my heart would yearn;</p>
<p>each night my tears I gave the dark.</p>
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<p>You never did your presence grace,</p>
<p>though many Junes have come and gone.</p>
<p>You disappeared without a trace</p>
<p>and left me here to carry on.</p>
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<p>                <strong> 3</strong></p>
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<p><strong>Dying Song </strong></p>
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<p>feeble chirpings of</p>
<p>late-summer crickets</p>
<p>make me feel lonely.</p>
<p>I could backslide and</p>
<p>never find autumn.</p>
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