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Seventy-Three
The mountains and
flowering dogwoods
Were never so beautiful
as that day our brakes
completely failed
as we rolled down.
Poemas sobre el tema: dogwood
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Three Songs of Shattering 3
All the dog-wood blossoms are underneath the tree!
Ere spring was going--ah, spring is gone!
And there comes no summer to the like of you and me,--
Blossom time is early, but no fruit sets on.
All the dog-wood blossoms are underneath the tree,
Browned at the edges, turned in a day;
And I would with all my heart they trimmed a mound for me,
And weeds were tall on all the paths that led that way!