There Is No Field as Fertile as Your Love

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There is no field as fertile as your love.
How can I hold back my grateful tears?
All your gifts my heart takes notice of,
Now that my departure from you nears.
Know that I remember the caresses
You absently bestowed upon my hair,
Or in the dark a thousand, thousand kisses
Upon my cheek to tell me you were there.
Most of what you've done for me, like flowers
Of a season, sprouted, bloomed, and died.
The memories of all those faithful hours,
However, helped shape who I am inside.
Eventually, everything we do
Returns to us, as now my love to you.

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Audio and Video Music: Wistful Harp.
By Andrew Huang. Music free to use at YouTube.



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