Unspoken Language (Lydia Howard Huntley Sigourney Poems)
LANGUAGE is slow. The mastery of wantsDoth teach it to the infant, drop by drop,As brooklets gather.Years of studious toilUnfold ...
LANGUAGE is slow. The mastery of wantsDoth teach it to the infant, drop by drop,As brooklets gather.Years of studious toilUnfold ...
One song can spark a moment, One flower can wake the dream One tree can start a forest, One bird ...
The park bench was deserted as I sat down to read Beneath the long,straggly branches of an old willow tree. ...
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