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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
FRUIT TREE, by IBN QADI MILA
First Line: When bosoms quivering
Last Line: My taste, when hung with fruit.
Subject(s): Trees
First Line: When bosoms quivering
Last Line: My taste, when hung with fruit.
Subject(s): Trees
When bosoms quivering
On slender bodies swing,
Patience, your day is o'er:
Forbearance can no more.
I love those boughs to see
That sway so gracefully;
Especially they suit
My taste, when hung with fruit.
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