How many million Aprils came 
   Before I ever knew 
How white a cherry bough could be, 
   A bed of squills, how blue.
                
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It is well written as always, in many ways it shows her only friends are the trees and birds and part of life which surronds her, it is sad. bonnie
Wow.ell articuated and nicely penned with beautiful rhyme scheme.......