Norman Rowland Gale

(1862-1942 / England)

This Peach Is Pink With Such A Pink - Poem by Norman Rowland Gale

This peach is pink with such a pink
As suits the peach divinely;
The cunning colour rarely spread
Fades to the yellow finely;
But where to spy the truest pink
Is in my Love's soft cheek, I think.

The snowdrop, child of windy March,
Doth glory in her whiteness;
Her golden neighbours, crocuses,
Unenvious praise her brightness!
But I do know where, out of sight,
My sweetheart keeps a warmer white.


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  • (8/12/2015 2:30:00 PM)


    ....simply stunning, most beautiful ★ (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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