Who has seen the wind?
Neither I nor you:
But when the leaves hang trembling,
The wind is passing through.
Who has seen the wind?
Neither you nor I:
But when the trees bow down their heads,
The wind is passing by.
Neither I nor you:
But when the leaves hang trembling,
The wind is passing through.
Who has seen the wind?
Neither you nor I:
But when the trees bow down their heads,
The wind is passing by.
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CHRISTINA ROSSETTI
3 comments:
:-)
Bowing heads.
*nodding*
Zactly.
a beautiful description, eh
Lovely little observation. I wish I could be a poet :)
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