There is a wind where the rose was,
Cold rain where sweet grass was,
And clouds like sheep
Stream o'er the steep
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Fall is so very melancholy yet in nature the season is a season of rest and restoration..... would that loss of human. life were that way
What a sad and beautiful poem about the death of a child. Very moving.
is there a metaphor in " beneath the thorn" ?
Yes, I wondered that too but just can't find out