Summer Where do you go when the day star kindles the morning dew? Where do you go? Do you walk among the swallows? Do you drink of honey'd cowslip? Where do you go? Do you dawdle under dandelion? Do you swing upon a silver web? Do you confound learned beetles? Where do you wander? How go your... Sign in to see full entry.
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Little poems; how to lick a rainbow, the sky wept, sun peeking,lanterns. . . by Mamajoy. Can I write a poem a day? Hmmmm.
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