http:\/\/thovanyenson.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/09\/A-Season-of-Love-Has-Ended-YS.mp3<\/a><\/audio>\nOnce more I came to Fairy Garden’s lane,
\nWhere golden sunlight warmed the pines again;
\nLate autumn sighed and yielded unto snow,
\nAnd in my hands old memories stirred slow.<\/p>\n
The bamboo groves, the hedges, blossoms red,
\nStill seemed to dream of words once softly said;
\nMy hesitant steps brushed through the whispering grass,
\nRecalling lips whose sweetness came to pass.<\/p>\n
I gazed afar, my heart with longing filled,
\nFor one sad love and blooms forever stilled;
\nA trace of fate, a fragrance once so near,
\nHad grown its wings and vanished from me here.<\/p>\n
I came again as though to keep a vow,
\nYet found myself adrift in memories now;
\nLike a lone cricket dying in the rain,
\nI laughed in silence to conceal my pain.<\/p>\n
The Fairy Garden faded with the years,
\nLike autumn moonlit kisses veiled by tears;
\nA smiling face let fall a crystal dew,
\nWhile echoes of old promises drifted through.<\/p>\n
I turned away and lingered at the gate,
\nTo bid farewell before it was too late;
\nMy choking heart distilled each trembling sigh\u2014
\nA season of lost love had run dry.<\/p>\n
And if one day you pass this way once more,
\nAnd memory knocks upon your hidden door,
\nSit by the scarlet blossoms near the wall,
\nAnd read the words we wrote that autumn fall.<\/p>\n
There you’ll still find the tender lines we traced,
\nWhen twilight wrapped the season we embraced;
\nThough time has carried all our dreams apart,
\nThose fading words remain within my heart.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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