The Swallow Of Youth Poem by Alexander Steen Stewart

The Swallow Of Youth



One swallow does not a summer make.
And so I know I should not take,
With hardly even one score years,
These trifling, youth-built souvenirs,
To head nor heart.
For I can see by one score more,
That I will soon have left youth's door,
With joy. In part.

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Roshni D'Souza 29 April 2009

Brilliant...with wisdom beyond your years to boot :)

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Alexander Steen Stewart

Alexander Steen Stewart

Falkirk, Central Scotland
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