A Song [Love maketh its own summer time]

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Title:     A Song [Love maketh its own summer time]
Author: Virna Sheard [More Titles by Sheard]

Love maketh its own summer time,
'Tis June, Love, when we are together,
And little I care for the frost in the air,
For the heart makes its own summer weather.

Love maketh its own winter time,
And though the hills blossom with heather,
If you are not near, 'tis December, my dear,
For the heart makes its own winter weather.

[The end]
Virna Sheard's poem: Song [Love maketh its own summer time]

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