silver - Популярные cтихи, рассказы и фанфики

In time of silver
The earth puts forth new life again,
Green grasses
And flowers lift their heads,

Slowly, silently, now the
Walks the night in her silver shoon;
This way, and that, she peers, and
Silver fruit upon silver trees;

If he could know my songs are all for him,
At silver dawn or in the evening glow,
Would he not smile and think it but a whim,
If he could know