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The birch tree in winter
Leaning over the secret pool
Is Narcissus in love
With the slight white branches,
The slim trunk,
In the dark glass;
But,
Spring coming on,
Is afraid,
And scarfs the white limbs
In green.


Submitted by Stephen Fryer

Added: 2 Sep 2002 | Last Read: 21 Nov 2009 11:26 PM | Viewed: 2945 times

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