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My mother loved this poem so much that my sister had it done in calligraphy and framed for my mother to display in the living room. It would make a lovely cross-stitch, too.
When the Birds Go North Again
And every year hath its rain
But a day is always coming
When the birds go North again.
When new leaves swell in the forest,
And grass springs green on the plain,
And the alder's veins turn crimson
And the birds go North again.
Oh, every heart hath its sorrow,
And every heart hath its pain--
But a day is always coming
When the birds go North again.
'Tis the sweetest thing to remember
If courage be on the wane,
When the cold dark days are over
Why, the birds go North again.
__Ella Higginson
Nature Pictures by American Poets
Selected and Edited by Annie Russell Marble
(New York: The MacMillan Company. 1899)
Page 75
Isn't this such a lovely, meaningful poem? I just may think about working up a cross-stitch design for this to help me get through the winter!
Selected and Edited by Annie Russell Marble
(New York: The MacMillan Company. 1899)
Page 75
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