The Maiden

The other day, near a bush,
I saw a lovely maiden,
She was fairer than the morning dew,
And sweeter than the song of birds.

Her eyes were like sparkling stars,
Her smile like the dawn's first light,
And her voice like a gentle breeze,
That whispered secrets in my ear.

I longed to approach her,
And declare my love so true,
But alas, she vanished like a dream,
Leaving me with only memories.

Yet still, I cherish the moment,
And hold it dear in my heart,
For in that brief encounter,
I found a love that will never depart.

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