61. Swinging On A Birch Tree
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Swinging on a birch-tree
To a sleepy tune,
Hummed by all the breezes
In the month of June!
Famous Poem
Swinging on a birch-tree
To a sleepy tune,
Hummed by all the breezes
In the month of June!
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Have you ever seen the exact moment when Night
Descends from above, and spreads darkness everywhere?
Night comes so quietly, and chases Day away so thoroughly,
That it doesn’t leave even a speck of light behind in the air!
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Famous Poem
The coach is at the door at last;
The eager children, mounting fast
And kissing hands, in chorus sing:
Good-bye, good-bye, to everything!
Super Spring starts off the year
Glistening, shimmering, thundering rain
But warmth comes out, once again.
We awakened to the whitest light
Seeping through the blinds.
We leapt from bed and to the windows
To take a probing peek outside.
Your poem is so beautifully written and contains such vivid images! It takes me right back to my childhood. I can almost feel the ice crystals hitting my face!
Best wishes,
Virginia
Creepy crawly in the night,
yes, the night - a bug's delight!
Whether quick or slow across the floor,
-please go away, do stay no more!