Christina Georgina Rossetti

(5 December 1830 – 29 December 1894 / London)

Blind From My Birth - Poem by Christina Georgina Rossetti

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Blind from my birth,
Where flowers are springing
I sit on earth
All dark.
Hark! hark!
A lark is singing.
His notes are all for me,
For me his mirth: -
Till some day I shall see
Beautiful flowers
And birds in bowers
Where all Joy Bells are ringing.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 1, 2010



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