Sunday, 17 September 2017

I so liked Spring by Charlotte Mew

I so liked Spring last year

Because you were here; -

The thrushes too -

Because it was these you so liked to hear -

I so liked you.

 

This year's a different thing,  -

I'll not think of you.

But I'll like the Spring because it is simply Spring

As the thrushes do.

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