Blessings Poem by Katharine Tynan

Blessings

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God bless the little orchard brown
Where the sap stirs these quickening days.
Soon in a white and rosy gown
The trees will give great praise.

God knows I have it in my mind,
The white house with the golden eaves.
God knows since it is left behind
That something grieves and grieves.

God keep the small house in his care,
The garden bordered all in box,
Where primulas and wallflowers are
And crocuses in flocks.

God keep the little rooms that ope
One to another, swathed in green,
Where honeysuckle lifts her cup
With jessamine between.

God bless the quiet old grey head
That dreams beside the fire of me,
And makes home there for me indeed
Over the Irish Sea.

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Abbie daily 25 April 2018

Great poem ??????????????????????????

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Abbie daily 25 April 2018

Great poem ??????????????????????????

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Madhabi Banerjee 16 January 2018

awesome.than?ks for sharing

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Faith Gifu 25 April 2018

Great poem had to do it in school

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Katharine Tynan

23 January 1861 – 2 April 1931
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