Song #14. Poem by Robert Crawford

Song #14.

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Two words or three
The bird sings in the tree:
My love was all to me
When life was young.
I lie within the green:
There is not heard or seen
The light of what has been,
The song that's sung.

Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: green
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