Left Behind (Elizabeth Akers Allen Poems)
It was the autumn of the year;The strawberry-leaves were red and sere;October's airs were fresh and chill,When, pausing on the ...
It was the autumn of the year;The strawberry-leaves were red and sere;October's airs were fresh and chill,When, pausing on the ...
At last, when all the summer shine That warmed life's early hours is past, Your loving fingers seek for mine ...
At last, when all the summer shine That warmed life's early hours is past, Your loving fingers seek for mine ...
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