An Angel In Summer
One day on my way I found thee,
Under the branches of a blooming tree
White petals lay around thy head,
"Why angel hadst thou from heaven fled?"
My feet stood rooted to the spot,
Aye, move further I could not
So I watched thy sleeping silhouette,
Whilst my heart silently bled
Thy beauty was not mine to own,
Back to heaven it has flown
All that stayed is thy memory,
Be assured: I'll never forget thee!
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