New Is Found And Old Is Lost... Poem by August W. Landing
New Is Found And Old Is Lost...
The new was sparkle
The old was Shine.
The new was wild,
The old was mine.
And why is it the wilding new:
that I know not and knows me not
Trembles and shackles my heart of you
Like a sweet piano knot?
I give my roses for my bluebells
Roses were prettier,
But Bluebells are new...
Friday, August 31, 2012
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