Memories on the Summer Breeze
I walk through fields of summer light,
The meadow breathes, its scents take flight.
Each trace of clover, mint, and pine
Unfolds a memory, once mine.
The honeyed air of blooming thyme,
Reminds me of a love sublime.
The wild rose whispers, soft and shy,
Of days when love lit up the sky.
Chorus:
All was, all was, all was!
The breeze brings it all back to me.
All was, all was, all was!
A dance of hearts beneath the trees.
All was, all was, all was!
;Each scent a tale, a fleeting sign—
Of love once mine, forever divine—
In flowers, grass, and endless skies.
[Verse2]
A breath of sage, a wisp of fern,
Revive the flames that used to burn.
The lilac’s touch, so bittersweet,
Brings echoes of a love complete.
The golden hay, the warm embrace,
Of moments lost in time and space.
A daisy’s perfume stirs my soul,
Revealing pieces of the whole.
Chorus:
All was, all was, all was!
The breeze brings it all back to me.
All was, all was, all was!
A dance of hearts beneath the trees.
All was, all was, all was!
Each scent a tale, a fleeting sign—
Of love once mine, forever divine—
In flowers, grass, and endless skies.
[Verse3]
Now here I stand, the meadow’s call,
Its fragrant whispers tell it all.
And you, my love, within the air,
Will find me waiting for you there.
Chorus:
All was, all was, all was!
The breeze brings it all back to me.
All was, all was, all was!
A dance of hearts beneath the trees.
All was, all was, all was!
Each scent a tale, a fleeting sign—
Of love once mine, forever divine—
In flowers, grass, and endless skies.
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