My Wish (Nettie Squire Sutton Poems)
If by this little book of mine,Some heart may find repose,Or sunshine come from rifted cloudsOn paths where briers grow,I ...
If by this little book of mine,Some heart may find repose,Or sunshine come from rifted cloudsOn paths where briers grow,I ...
Death is the bullies bashingagainst the black walls and roof tiling,death is the women being lovedin the course of onion ...
1 Adios, Carenage In idle August, while the sea soft, and leaves of brown islands stick to the rim of ...
I'd tear like a wolf at bureaucracy. For mandates my respect's but the slightest. To the devil himself I'd chuck ...
They're taking down a tree at the front door, The power saw is snarling at some nerves, Whining at others. ...
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