Eternity of Tears
The fields are full of daisies
The skies are sapphire blue;
By the arbor in the garden
I wait, my love for you.
The garden blooms with poppies
Their flame burns bright and gay;
With scent of rose and honey
Will you come to me today?
Through the hours together
In scented copse we lie;
In the blaze of golden weather
Beneath a deep blue sky.
When we would have our pleasure
For such a transitory stay;
Should we squander leisure
Will you come to me today?
Life has not much to offer
Man has naught to lose;
This day chance agrees to proffer
What we dare not now refuse.
We will take this fleeting hour
In this silent hazy gloom;
While the poppies are in flower
And the roses are in bloom
If time remembers later
And tries to claim her due;
Our grieving will be greater
Than the wonder I had with you.
When ignited by your laughter
Through sad and lonely years
I will find in the hereafter
An eternity of tears.
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