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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ODDS AND ENDS, by ARTHUR FOEHRENBACH First Line: I save all sorts of odds and ends Last Line: Some day perhaps I'll use them all. | |||
I save all sorts of odds and ends, I've saved somewhere a few close friends. A fresh new dawn perfumed with dew, An old hill top with sunset view. Meadows sweet with the scent of June, Reflected stars in some lagoon. The red and gold on leaves in fall, Some day perhaps I'll use them all. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CHRISTMAS EVERYWHERE by PHILLIPS BROOKS ON BOARD THE '76; WRITTEN FOR BRYANT'S SEVENTIETH BIRTHDAY by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL BEAT! BEAT! DRUMS! by WALT WHITMAN NATALITIUM: MARTIJ 13, 1645 by JOSEPH BEAUMONT PIONEERS OF SOUTH DAKOTA by CHARLOTTE LOUISE BERTLESEN LOVE'S SECRET NAME by JOHN ARTHUR BLAIKIE |
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