I saw that familiar light

Morning dew and not quite hidden by the mist

Your sunflower eyes

Never quite missed the sight

And I tried to burn your leaves

Tried to dry

The soft bright yellow lace

You used to tie around me

When winter finally came

I watched you go away

I watched me run around

Buying soft, yellow curtains

To keep them always closed

I liked to think

You would have laughed

You never knew

How used I was

To changing seasons

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