All singers have shadows
That follow like fears,
But I know a singer
Who never saw tears;
A gay love - green love -
Delightsome - divine;
The Spring is that singer -
An old love of mine.
All players have shadows,
And into the play
Old sorrows will saunter -
Old sorrows will stay.
But here is a player
Whose speech is divine;
The Spring is that player -
An old love of mine.
All singers grow heavy:
Their hours as they run
Bite up all the blossoms,
Suck up all the sun:
But I know a singer
Delightsome - divine:
The gay love - the green love -
An old love of mine.
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Author Notes
Australian English. Photo: Golden Wattle, our national flowering tree. Australian colors are green and gold.
Gay: Old general term for 'happy'- frolicsome, cheerful.
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