Wilfred Whalley Poems

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1.
We Carved Our Names Within The Bark

Under the spreading aged tree
We planned our troth, both you and me,
Around us many birds had sung,
The tree was old but we were young,
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2.
The Seasons

The poets extol the coming of spring,
When grass turns green and robins sing,
While children prefer some ice and snow,
And many sleds are on the go,
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