Sunday, May 3, 2009

Twilight

Twilight

    DREAMILY over the roofs
    The cold spring rain is falling,
    Out in the lonely tree
    A bird is calling, calling.

    Slowly over the earth
    The wings of night are falling;
    My heart like the bird in the tree
    Is calling, calling, calling.

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