Thursday, April 26, 2012

Blossom Comments

Rating: 2.7

A LONE rose in a garden burned—a quivering flame,
But yesterday blindly from out the bud it came;
And now an envious wind with itching fingers leant
And touched its lingering beauty, and the petals went
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Arthur Henry Adams
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Arthur Henry Adams

Arthur Henry Adams

Lawrence / New Zealand
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