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christmas poem

the lightning flashed, and lifted
burly, dozing humble-bee
when i was a boy at college
moonlight deep and tender
there was never a sound beside the wood but one
she heard the children playing in the sun
she must go back, she said
long ago, in the young moonlight
last midnight
daughter, thou art come to die
as a white candle
you are my companion
if i were very sure
i am in love with high far-seeing places

 



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