Willa Cather Poems

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    Grandmither, think not I forget, when I come back to town,
    An' wander the old ways again, an' tread them up and down.
    I never smell the clover bloom, nor see the swallows pass,
    Wi'out I mind how good ye were unto a little lass;
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