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To Wine, To
Life
Let's toast to life, with wine in hand,
Like morning dew, life slips like
sand.
Our woes we'll share, with heart
and soul,
And find relief, with wine's
console.
Green robes, soft hearts, oh how they thrill,
My heart's in
awe, for you I
still,
As deer do call, while fruits
they eat,
Let's play some tunes, with
strings and beat.
Moon shines so bright, yet out of reach,
Our sorrows stay, no matter how
we preach,
We walk the roads, through paths
untold,
Our love so pure, never grows
old.
Stars scarce, as moon fades out of sight,
Birds take to flight, around
trees in flight,
Mountains stand tall, and oceans
run deep,
With love and care, the world we
keep. |
