Spring Song Poem by William Griffith
Spring Song
Softly at dawn a whisper stole
Down from the Green House on the Hill,
Enchanting many a ghostly bole
And wood-song with the ancient thrill.
Gossiping on the country-side,
Spring and the wandering breezes say,
God has thrown Heaven open wide
And let the thrushes out to-day.
Saturday, January 4, 2003
Topic(s) of this poem: green,heaven,house,spring
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