And, racing time, they open toward the sun.
Your freshful sweetness drives away the gloom.
A million words like buzzing honeys zoom
To gather knowledge before your lips are done.
Though just a bud, your bright'ning petals bloom.
When hushed and planted in your bed you fume;
With yawns, demand more time until you've won;
Your sweetful freshness drives away the gloom.
You bravely stand when thundering shadows loom,
Defy the gray, and somber clouds you shun,
Though just a bud; your bright'ning petals bloom.
You play, your smile light as petals' plume,
And innocently boss your friends in fun.
Your sweet-fresh fullness drives away the gloom.
I see some seeds were in our mother's womb,
That you and young Me share so much in common.
Though just a bud, your bright'ning petals bloom;
Your freshful sweetness drives away my gloom.
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