Cywydd Deuair Fyrion
Soft wakes the dawn
Where dreams have gone,
Beautiful bird songs
Tell me we belong
To the winds on the shore
And so much more...
I close my eyes to find you
So near that your face is clear in view,
Though, so far from sight.
All that's shared returns each night
When a heart is put up for the offer
Of dreams and hopes, to occur.
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