Elizabeth Locke Poems

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1.
April's Treasure

She skips along ahead of me
Laughter ringing merrily,
Blossoms fill the little hands
Clasping sweetly all the strands
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2.
Of Joy

Joy is but a moment
Fill it not
With too much you
And try not hard
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3.
Soliloquy

You look at me
A silver bird with trailing plume of white
And I look down at you.
You toil below and till the fields,
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