Sunday, 25 May 2014

Love Poetry.


I cannot tell you how it was;
But this I know: it came to pass –
Upon a bright and breezy day
When May was young, ah pleasant May!

Spring blossoms white
As yet the poppies were not born
Between the blades of tender corn;
The last eggs had not hatched as yet,
Nor any bird forgone its mate.

Red Tulips

I cannot tell you what it was;
But this I know: it did but pass.
It passed away with sunny May,
Spring field with creek running through

With all sweet things it passed away,
And left me old, and cold and grey.

Christina Rossetti

Christina Rossetti

Grandma Snyder
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