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Clover-Blossom

Rating: 2.8

In a quiet, pleasant meadow,
Beneath a summer sky,
Where green old trees their branches waved,
And winds went singing by;
Where a little brook went rippling
So musically low,
And passing clouds cast shadows
On the waving grass below;
Where low, sweet notes of brooding birds
Stole out on the fragrant air,

And golden sunlight shone undimmed
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sasmitarani nayak 16 January 2018

wow wonderfull poem

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Edward Kofi Louis 22 September 2020

Flowers! ! ! A clover-blossom! With the fragrance of life. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Deluke Muwanigwa 22 September 2020

Great story. It happens in real life. People discourage you from helping another person only to discover its s price

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Harley White 22 September 2020

A delightful poem which I enjoyed from start to finish...

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Mamunur Rahman Kayes 22 September 2020

nice to read this poem

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Khairul Ahsan 23 September 2020

Oh, what a sweet and lovely poem! A bit too long, but it was a pleasure to read and recite aloud. Loved the free flowing rhymes and the beautiful message this poem leaves behind. 'And the home thou shared with the friendless worm The butterfly's home shall be; And thou shalt find, dear, faithful flower, A loving friend in me.' - loved this message, to be grateful to someone for every act of his/her kindness.

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Mahtab Bangalee 22 September 2020

Nearer and nearer the bright form came, And fairer the blossoms grew; Each welcomed him, in her sweetest tones; Each offered her honey and dew...........long narrated loving poem; I read and enjoyed the last para....

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Paul Amrod 22 September 2020

Paul Amrod One can understand the passionate surges of a pictorial Nature she could describe would capture Ralph Waldo Emerson who was a fan of her work. Wow a wonderful dreamingly gorgeous representation of Nature's beauty.

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Susan Williams 22 September 2020

A charming tale of vanity vs humility amid the flower beds of life. Tis not sophisticated, tis not deep philosophy but it does make an effective cautionary tale for the young audience... and some of us older readers who enjoy a breath of fresh air once in a while. 10 - -not that the rating scale works

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Dr Antony Theodore 22 September 2020

One morning, as the flowers awoke, Fragrant, and fresh, and fair, A little worm came creeping by, And begged a shelter there. A very fine poem and great is the imagination. tony

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