Chilly Dovebber with its boadigg blast Dow cubs add strips the beddow add the lawd, Eved October's suddy days are past -- Add Subber's gawd! I kdow dot what it is to which I cligg That stirs to sogg add sorrow, yet I trust That still I sigg, but as the liddets sigg -- Because I bust. Dear leaves that rustle sadly ‘death by feet -- By liggerigg feet -- add fill by eyes with tears, Ye bake be sad, add oh! it gars be greet That ye are sear! The sud id sulled skies too early sigks; Do trees are greed but evergreeds add ferds; Gawd are the orioles add bobligks -- Those Robert Burds! Add dow, farewell to roses add to birds, To larded fields and tigkligg streablets eke; Farewell to all articulated words I faid would speak. Farewell, by cherished strolliggs od the sward, Greed glades add forest shades, farewell to you; With sorrowigg heart I, wretched add forlord, Bid you -- achew!!! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CAMPUS SONNET: BEFORE AN EXAMINATION by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET PROVING by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON SERVICE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON LITTLE BROTHER'S STORY by KATHERINE MANSFIELD |