Thursday, May 10, 2012

Our Little Sister Comments

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Weep, little shrinking spirits of the woods,
Hang down your fair, green faces, all ye leaves,
And dews be heavy on the year's firstborn,–
Yea, weep as rain, all ye that breathe of spring,
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Laura Elizabeth McCully
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