Frederick Peterson Poems

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1.
Wild Geese

How oft against the sunset sky or moon
I watched that moving zigzag of spread wings
In unforgotten Autumns gone too soon,
In unforgotten Springs!
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2.
The Sweetest Flower That Blows

The sweetest flower that blows
I give you as we part;
For you it is a rose;
For me it is my heart.
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