THE gentian and the bluebell so
Can change my calendar,
I know not how the year may go,
Or what the seasons are:
The months, in some mysterious wise,
Take their expression from her eyes.
The gentian speaks to memory
Of autumns long since gone,
When her blue eyes smiled up at me,
And heaven was flushed with dawn:
‘T was autumn then and leaves were sere,
But in my heart ‘t was spring o’ the year.
The bluebell says a message too
Of springs long passed away,
When in my eyes her eyes of blue
Gazed and ‘t was close of day:
Spring spread around her fragrant chart,
But it was autumn in my heart.
(Madison Julius Cawein)
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