To A Wild Pear Tree - Poem by William Wolff
As I walked along in despondent mood,
There came into my sight
A wild pear tree.
Unconsciously guiding my steps thither, I stood,
With orphan loneliness, under the leafy crown bright.
The boughs, O the green boughs enfolded me,
As a mother enfolds her weeping child in the night.
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