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The Merry Hour
Let sun rays, shine for you,
And let nightingales chime.
Let these eyes crowd with dew,
O Lord; this merry time.
Let the trees, sway in glee,
And let breezes whisper.
Let the clouds, stroll for thee,
O Lord; this merry time.
Listen, O listen sky,
Do stay azure today.
Dwell in void, O dark sky,
O Lord; this merry time.
Listen, O listen woods,
Do stay opaque today.
And keep your dreary goods,
O Lord; this merry time.
Let sun rays, shine for you,
And let nightingales chime.
Let these eyes crowd with dew,
O Lord; this merry time.
© Krishna Singh Parmar #writco #nature #fantasy #poetry #poem
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