#270135 - 12-18-09. The birds in springtime sing their song, So sweetly and so pure, But they cannot compare with your sweet words, Of this you can be sure. The colorful leaves on autumn trees, All covered with morning dew, May be glorious in their beauty, But are nothing compared to you.
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