A flower blossomed
Bright it bloomed
Tall it grew and strait
But the ones who made the flower grow
Are now sailing away

As they retreat, the flower fades
It withers and it dies
The grass grows long
The weeds creep in
And wild ivy climbs

The world’s been fading, fading
Since the fair ones left our shores
The flowers that once grew here
It seems will bloom no more

Trees drop their leaves
Flowers; their petals
The gold woods fade to green
Generations pass and we forget
The beauty we have seen

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