Songs of Anisha
“A Rose Not Seen,”
by Emuobome Jemikalajah
When in bloom you blossom,
And your subtle scent wafts into the night;
You hide your colours in the bosom
Of the ashen night; shy of moon light.
When some mornings you open
Your petals in bashful embrace of the smiling sun,
You protest the dusty drops of dew that dampen
Your foliage; from it still you run.
You fold like touch-me-not
When warm hands dare to hold you, or
When at mid of day it blazes hot
As the sun peeps through the sky’s open door.
You are she, who hides in scattered shadows;
A rose that loves the shades of dark meadows.
“Do You Hear The Robins Sing”
by Dolly Parton
Where you live you say the view is so beautiful
And the astroturf that's on your lawn stays green the whole year around
And the buildings are so tall they almost reach heaven
But do you ever ever hear the robins sing
Do you hear the robins singing in the springtime
While a mockingbird sings his happy song
Is all the beauty in your world this artificial thing
Do you ever ever hear the robins sing
Where I live the butterflies still kiss the roses
And forgetmenots still grow along the shady lane
And the weeping willow trees still swaying in the breeze
And often I still hear the robins sing
Do you hear the robins...
Do you ever ever hear the robins sing.
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