My Little Almond Tree Poem by Aleksey Konstantinovich Tolstoy

My Little Almond Tree



My little almond tree
Is gay with gleaming bloom,
My heart unwillingly
Puts forth its buds of gloom.

The bloom will leave the tree,
The fruit, unbidden, grow.
And the green boughs will be
By bitter loads brought low.

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