My happiness dies with the fireflies
My heart stops with the heat
Summer days are in my eyes,
And they fly by when I blink.
As cold comes near,
My love turns to fear,
When frost nips my nose
I know my heart already froze.
My Angels sing.
I'm asked why quit here,
When fireflies glow 'round the corner?
When heat beings to melt
My icy heart full of fear?
Summer days have come once more,
Love is home at long last.
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Poetry
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