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Saturday, January 16, 2021

A Snow-flake / Thomas Bailey Aldrich


The Snow-Flake

Once he sang of summer,
Nothing but the summer;
Now he sings of winter,
Of winter bleak and drear:
Just because there's fallen
A snow-flake on his forehead,
He must go and fancy
'T is winter all the year!

~~
Thomas Bailey Aldrich (1836-1907)
from
Poems, 1885

[Poem is in the public domain world-wide]

Thomas Bailey Aldrich biography

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