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Willow in your April gown
Delicate and gleaming,
Do you mind in years gone by
All my dreaming?
Spring was like a call to me
That I could not answer,
I was chained to loneliness,
I, the dancer.
Willow, twinkling in the sun,
Still your leaves and hear me,
I can answer spring at last,
Love is near me!
Sara Teasdale
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Read poems about / on: april, spring, sun, song, love, dream
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Bonnie Collins
(12/28/2007 11:19:00 PM) |
She was happy to see spring, as she knows soon she will come alive and see her lover soon. Very bright, very hopefull, and sensitive.
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