Jean Blewett

(4 November 1872 - 1934 / Scotia, Lake Erie, Ontario)

The Long Ago - Poem by Jean Blewett

O life has its seasons joyous and drear,
Its summer sun and its winter snow,
But the fairest of all, I tell you, dear,
Was the sweet old spring of the long ago-
The ever and ever so long ago-

When we walked together among the flowers,
When the world with beauty was all aglow.
O the rain and dew! O the shine and showers
Of the sweet old spring of the long ago!
The ever and ever so long ago.

A hunger for all of the past delight
Is stirred by the winds that softly blow.
Can you spare me a thought from heaven to-night
For the sweet old spring of the long ago?-
The ever and ever so long ago.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 8, 2012



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