Wood Nymph

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I have been chasing my tomorrows,
And today just slipped away.
I find myself thinking
About memories of yesterday.  

I think of days that have been hard,
And I try to understand.
Why the trials that I have known?
Why the life that I have had?

I've seen dewdrops on the roses
In each drop there lives a dream.
The sun will dry the dewdrops,
But tomorrow will come again.

Now I lay me down to sleep
And dream of what it has cost
To search for something all my life-
To find that they all are lost.


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