The trees are coming into leaf
Like something almost being said;
The recent buds relax and spread,
Their greenness is a kind of grief.
 
Is it that they are born again
And we grow old? No, they die too,
Their yearly trick of looking new
Is written down in rings of grain.
 
Yet still the unresting castles thresh
In fullgrown thickness every May.
Last year is dead, they seem to say,
Begin afresh, afresh, afresh.

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Katie Little
plus de 4 ans

Love the line 'written down in rings of grain'... (-8

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Y. J. Hall Lucas Lijewski Parker Jennings Katie Little Mario Pazo Andrew Carless Kim Sidhu Chris Thomas J H Kerr Nehal Vaidya Love Loyalty Lies spandan Jonathan De Oliveira JH
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