These are the days when Birds come back-
A very few-a Bird or two-
To take a backward look.These are the days when skies resume
The old-old sophistries of June-
A blue and gold mistake.Oh fraud that cannot cheat the Bee-
Almost thy plausibility
Induces my belief.Till ranks of seeds their witness bear-
And softly thro' the altered air
Hurries a timid leaf.Oh Sacrament of summer days,
Oh Last Communion in the Haze-
Permit a child to join.Thy sacred emblems to partake-
They consecrated bread to take
And thine immortal wine!
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"These are the days when Birds come back/a very few/a Bird or two/to take a backward look."
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"A blue and gold mistake."
Miss Emily has such a way, doesn't she?
Yes, Yes, she does!
I really like your site!
Thank you so much, Doreen! How wonderful to hear! :)
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