All this — Jane Dougherty Writes

Another constanza. All this, river, blackbirds singing, I will miss when I have gone, And other suns light up the dawn. Salt sea tang, the west wind bringing, Grey wings beating the wild spring air, Their loss is more than I can bear. White gulls through the rain clouds winging, Taking spring to … Continue reading All this

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Simply gorgeous. 

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