Monday, May 26, 2014

Dedication To My Mother Comments

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THE flowers of romance that I cherished,
Around me lie withered and dead;
The stars of my youth's shining heaven,
Were but meteors whose brightness misled;
And the day-dreams of life's vernal morning,
Like the mists of the morning have fled.
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Anne Charlotte Lynch Botta
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