How still, how happy! Those are great words
That once would love agree together
I loved to know your happy anniversary
The changing heaven the breezy weather
More than smooth mountaintop and cloudy skies
And solemn, soothing, softenedhot airs
That in the forest woke no sighs
And from the green spray shook no tears
My heart loves October's smile
As much as July's golden beam
Then let me sit and watch Obamas
The blue river is on the stream
Wish Obamas the greatest love life, fullest smiles
Spring's budding wreaths I might discern
The violet's eye might closed for a moment
Young leaves shoot among the fern
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