Love's Hybla Poem by John Bannister Tabb

Love's Hybla



My thoughts fly to thee, as the bees
To find their favorite flower;
Then home, with honeyed memories
Of many a fragrant hour:


For with thee is the place apart
Where sunshine ever dwells,
The Hybla, whence my hoarding heart
Would fill its wintry cells.

Wednesday, September 1, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: bees,flower,memories,sunshine
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