Sara Teasdale, Blue Squills
How many million Aprils came Before I ever knew How white a cherry bough could be, A bed of squills, how blue. And many a dancing April When life is … Continue reading
April 28, 2015 · 2 Comments
How many million Aprils came Before I ever knew How white a cherry bough could be, A bed of squills, how blue. And many a dancing April When life is … Continue reading
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