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Poem of the Day > 177 Song for Candlemass - Lizette Woodworth Reese

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message 1: by Hilary (new)

Hilary | 2082 comments There’s never a rose upon the bush,
And never a bud on any tree;
In wood and field nor hint nor sign
Of one green thing for you or me.
Come in, come in, sweet love of mine,
And let the bitter weather be!

Coated with ice the garden wall;
The river reeds are stark and still;
The wind goes plunging to the sea,
And last week’s flakes the hollows fill.
Come in, come in, sweet love, to me,
And let the year blow as it will!

message 2: by Hilary (new)

Hilary | 2082 comments Never has a poem been so appropriate. This is just how I feel at the moment.

message 3: by Lee (new)

Lee Perfect - it makes you long to be curled up in front of the fire .

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