An apple orchard smells like wine;
A succory flower is blue;
Until Grief touched these eyes of mine,
Such things I never knew.
And now indeed I know so plain
Why one would like to cry
When spouts are full of April rain-
Such lonely folk go by!
So wise, so wise-that my tears fall
Each breaking of the dawn;
That I do long to tell you all-
But you are dead and gone.
Wise
Lizette Woodworth Reese
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Poem topics: flower, grief, lonely, never, rain, blue, long, plain, apple, dawn, april, april fools, wise, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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