Poetry Mondays- At Last
April 16th, 2012 // 9:43 am @ Janine and Alane
At Last Elizabeth Akers Allen At last, when all the summer shine That warmed life’s early hours is past, Your loving fingers seek for mine And hold them close—at last—at last! Not oft the robin comes to build Its nest upon the leafless bough By autumn robbed, by winter chilled,— But you, dear heart, you […]
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