Little Fawn ! I would go along you

Little fawn ' 

I would go along you.......

Winter has gone, a journey that begin's with bustle 

A little fawn, sits alone in inner wall of forest 

Still early spring its, picturing divine miracle

In little rain, seated alone, will run for it 

I would go along you little fawn;

where birds sing;

The spring begin calling, let wait for it 

Words hung on lip; rich with yearnig 

Little fawn! look I hailed here; from a fancy town. 

I heard, that Rabin still sings here in bush 

I can see Canary on candy bough of tree.

O my soul! so woundrous  searing look 

All sweet birds, are your friends

little fawn living good

Here give me some space on lease 

Send my plea to wishpering breeze.

Hovering high over; a resident of greens.

Saying frequently, "spread not thing of evil"

Here dwell with rest My spirit 

Here dwell with healing steam and alone.

In the green zone; by side nearest living trees.

Here live; where stille in stille live in....

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