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About the Sea Fever
I should go down to the oceans once more, to the desolate ocean and the sky, And all I ask is a tall boat and a star to guide her by, What's more, the wheel's kick and the breeze's melody and the white sail's shaking, Furthermore, a dim fog on the ocean's face, and a dark sunrise breaking.
By Edris Post8 months ago in Poets
About The Spring Fever
At the point when a feller feels a yearning For the medder in his bosom. At the point when the robins north are swarming, Where they flurry to fabricate their home. At the point when the frogs peep in the puddle Where I love to hear them sing, Then, at that point, my mind is in a tangle, For I realize it's truly spring.
By Edris Post8 months ago in Poets
When April Comes
At the point when April accompanies delicately sparkling eyes, What's more, daffodils bound in her breeze blown hair, Goodness, she will persuade all mists from out the skies, Also, consistently will bring some sweet astonishment, - - The swallows will come swinging through the air At the point when April comes!
By Edris Post8 months ago in Poets