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A Lover’s Envy – Henry Van Dyke

I envy every flower that blows

Along the meadow where she goes,

And every bird that sings to her,

And every breeze that brings to her

The fragrance of the rose.

I envy every poet’s rhyme That moves her heart at even time,

And every tree that wears for her

Its brightest bloom, and bears for her The fruitage of its prime.

I envy every Southern night

That paves her path with moonbeams white,

And silvers all the leaves for her,

And in their shadow weaves for her

A dream of dear delight.

I envy none whose love requires

Of her a gift, a task that tires:

I only long to live to her, I only ask to give to her

All that her heart desires. ~ A Lover’s Envy – Henry Van Dyke

By KINDNESS WISDOM

Life is like a bunch of roses. Some sparkle like raindrops. Some fade when there's no sun. Some just fade away in time. Some dance in many colors. Some drop with hanging wings. Some make you fall in love. The beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Life you can be sure of, you will not get out ALIVE.(sorry about that)

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