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Dorothea Mackellar

(1 July 1885 – 14 January 1968 / Sydney)

An Old Song


The almond bloom is overpast, the apple blossoms blow.
I never loved but one man, and I never told him so.

My flowers will never come to fruit, but I have kept my pride -
A little, cold, and lonely thing, and I have naught beside.

The spring-wind caught my flowering dreams, they lightly blew away.
I never had but one true love, and he died yesterday.

Submitted: Tuesday, August 31, 2010

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