Saturday, June 4, 2011
The Umbrella Comments
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One morning in a city of din and broken roar with no pause
A maid walked along into my wandering glance
So pretty, so pure, like a sprouting in spring rose she was
under her feet the cobble stones lulled in a dance
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7/30/2025 7:02:27 AM # 1.0.0
This poem is lovely and you are a gentleman in deed! There is no pre-tension in this poem, just sweet gratitude for the favour your cinderella bestowed upon you. Thank you for sharing with us with a smile from Tai