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September

Across a Field of Clover Running

    Across a Field of Clover Running Across a field of clover running, Through the dew-wet sward I go, Laws of earth and heaven shunning, Through the streams of sunshine flow. Bees on nectarous blossoms dancing, Butterflies upon the wing, Witness all my aimless prancing, Hear the joyful song I sing. Out across the […]