springtime fait accompli

Guide me to the garden path that's strewn with roses wild

Take me to the pathway's hedge laden with fragrance mild

Stand with me in the archway, holding our dreams with the golden honeysuckle strands

Grow with me in the sunlight, reaching for love like happy violets holding hands

Wake me if you must from this sweet springtime reverie

But let it last while it can, for its assured end must be a fait accompli 






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