IT was a perfect day
For sowing; just
As sweet and dry was the ground
As tobacco-dust.
I tasted deep the hour
Between the far
Owl's chuckling first soft cry
And the first star.
A long stretched hour it was;
Nothing undone
Remained; the early seeds
All safely sown.
And now, hark at the rain,
Windless and light,
Half a kiss, half a tear,
Saying good-night.
Sowing
Edward Thomas
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Poem topics: kiss, light, night, perfect, rain, star, sweet, good, deep, long, tear, early, dust, soft, Valentine's Day, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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