O! The Seed Is Not Yet Ripe Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

O! The Seed Is Not Yet Ripe



O! the seed is not yet ripe
the grass is growing and the
fields are greening:
but as yet winter slow is going
and with soft tiptoeing
slow, alas too slow the Spring
is coming.

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