Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, LOST SUMMER, by THEODOSIA (PICKERING) GARRISON


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First Line: My heart hath its springtime, yea
Last Line: And spring's unrest in blossom time.
Alternate Author Name(s): Faulks, Frederick J., Mrs.
Subject(s): Hearts; Summer


MY heart hath its Springtime, yea,
Its thrill of primal happiness,
Its swift, keen days of gold and gray,
Its crescent moon of promises.

My heart hath had its Winter, O
The barren land, the empty ways,
The awful silence of the snow
Through the untrodden nights and days!

Alas, my heart that might not know
The sweet, deep peace of Summer's prime!
Only for you the crushing snow
And Spring's unrest in blossom time.





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