The Shad-Bush, Poem by Philip Henry Savage

The Shad-Bush,



The shad-bush, sweetheart, is in flower,
And tells her secret hour by hour.
A silent secret she imparts,
The fragrance of her heart of hearts,
Unguessed save by the initiate bee
And you, as yours, sweetheart, by me.

Monday, October 18, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: flower
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