A Bird Song It’s a year almost that I have not seen - TopicsExpress



          

A Bird Song It’s a year almost that I have not seen her: Oh, last summer green things were greener, Brambles fewer, the blue sky bluer. It’s surely summer, for there’s a swallow: Come one swallow, his mate will follow, The bird race quicken and wheel and thicken. Oh happy swallow whose mate will follow O’er height, o’er hollow! I’d be a swallow, To build this weather one nest together. -- Christina Rosetti
Posted on: Sun, 20 Apr 2014 10:50:07 +0000

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