A morning new
In golden glow
The bloom of spring
And nectar's flow
The gentle breeze
At break of day
I have too much
To give away
The scent of air
The sound of rains
The touch of grass
In moist terrains
The clouds and sun
And games they play
I have too much
To give away
The depth of dusk
The twilight hue
The foggy nights
And drops of dew
Flakes of snow
In moonlight spray
I have too much
To give away
The songs of soul
Of all the worth
The shade of care
On scorching earth
The tears that fall
When heart does pray
I have too much
To give away
In golden glow
The bloom of spring
And nectar's flow
The gentle breeze
At break of day
I have too much
To give away
The scent of air
The sound of rains
The touch of grass
In moist terrains
The clouds and sun
And games they play
I have too much
To give away
The depth of dusk
The twilight hue
The foggy nights
And drops of dew
Flakes of snow
In moonlight spray
I have too much
To give away
The songs of soul
Of all the worth
The shade of care
On scorching earth
The tears that fall
When heart does pray
I have too much
To give away
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