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Poem by Lizette Woodworth Reese


An apple orchard smells like wine;
A succory flower is blue;
Until Grief touched these eyes of mine,
Such things I never knew.

And now indeed I know so plain
Why one would like to cry
When spouts are full of April rain
Such lonely folk go by!

So wise, so wisethat my tears fall
Each breaking of the dawn;
That I do long to tell you all
But you are dead and gone.

Lizette Woodworth Reese

Lizette Woodworth Reese's other poems:
  1. A Song for Candlemas
  2. Trust
  3. Mid-March
  4. Herbs
  5. The Deserted House

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