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Poem by Abbie Farwell Brown


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I did not know—
And it was but a few short days ago—
How near to spring, it was; the world lay still
In all the bitter cold of winter chill;
Yet even then the May-buds with the glow
Of burning lips pressed to the melting snow
Had kissed themselves a window, to the sky,—
And spring was nigh.

I did not know—
Ah, was it such a little while ago!—
Within my heart how near it was to spring;
I did not guess the blessed blossoming,
Until this gladsome morn I woke, and lo!
Sweet with new fragrance does the whole world grow
From that so fair and snow-sprung flower dear,—
And spring is here!



Abbie Farwell Brown


Abbie Farwell Brown's other poems:
  1. The Cross-Current
  2. Windows
  3. The Indian Springs
  4. Rosemary
  5. The Tryst


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