Question

sun set poem in english

Answer 1

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hen I think of you and the first time we met
And I heard the sound of your sweet gentle voice
My heart took me over and gave me no choice
And right then I knew

It makes me want more of you
Again and again
I fall more in love with you
Than I've ever been
From the moment you wake me up
Till you kiss me goodnight
Everything that you do
It makes me want more of you

When I look at you now that years have gone by
I think of the memories that time can't erase
And all of the smiles that you've brought to my face
Your love's been so true

It makes me want more of you
Again and again
I fall more in love with you
Than I've ever been
From the moment you wake me up
Till you kiss me goodnight
Everything that you do
It makes me want more of you

When I leave this earth you'll be holding my hand
And it gives me comfort to know you'll be there
And I'll thank the Lord for the love that we share
You're heaven to me

It makes me want more of you
Again and again
I fall more in love with you
Than I've ever been
From the moment you wake me up
Till you kiss me goodnight
Everything that you do
It makes me want more of you

Everything that you do
It makes me want more of you

HOPE IT IS HEIP FULL

Answer 2

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=) A Sunset Of The City .

Already I am no longer looked at with lechery or love. 
My daughters and sons have put me away with marbles and dolls, 
Are gone from the house. 
My husband and lovers are pleasant or somewhat polite 
And night is night. 

It is a real chill out, 
The genuine thing. 
I am not deceived, I do not think it is still summer 
Because sun stays and birds continue to sing. 

It is summer-gone that I see, it is summer-gone. 
The sweet flowers indrying and dying down, 
The grasses forgetting their blaze and consenting to brown. 

It is a real chill out. The fall crisp comes 
I am aware there is winter to heed. 
There is no warm house 
That is fitted with my need. 

I am cold in this cold house this house 
Whose washed echoes are tremulous down lost halls. 
I am a woman, and dusty, standing among new affairs. 
I am a woman who hurries through her prayers. 

Tin intimations of a quiet core to be my 
Desert and my dear relief 
Come: there shall be such islanding from grief, 
And small communion with the master shore. 
Twang they. And I incline this ear to tin, 
Consult a dual dilemma. Whether to dry 
In humming pallor or to leap and die. 


Written By :- Gwendolyn Brooks .

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