Sofia, Poetry
Trees Be Company
If leaves be bright up over head, When May do shed its glitt'ren light ; Or, in the blight o' Fall, do spread A yollow bed avore our zight – Whatever season it mid be,...
If leaves be bright up over head, When May do shed its glitt'ren light ; Or, in the blight o' Fall, do spread A yollow bed avore our zight – Whatever season it mid be,...