by Nelle Richmond Eberhart (1871 - 1944)

At dawning
Language: English 
When the dawn flames in the sky, I love you;
When the birdlings wake and cry, I love you;
When the swaying blades of corn
Whisper soft at breaking morn,
Love anew to me is born, I love you,
I love you.

Dawn and dew proclaim my dream, I love you;
Chant the birds one thrilling theme, I love you;
All the sounds of morning meet,
Break in yearning at your feet.
Come and answer, come, my sweet,
I love you, I love you.

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This text was added to the website: 2010-11-02
Line count: 12
Word count: 85