--
A tree beside the wall stands bare, But a leaf that lingered brown,
Disturbed, I doubt not, by my thought, Comes softly rattling down.
I end not far from my going forth By picking the faded blue
Of the last remaining aster flower To carry again to you.
Devious Comments
--
A tree beside the wall stands bare, But a leaf that lingered brown,
Disturbed, I doubt not, by my thought, Comes softly rattling down.
I end not far from my going forth By picking the faded blue
Of the last remaining aster flower To carry again to you.
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