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Love and Friendship…

Love is like the wild rose-briar,
Friendship like the holly-tree
The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms
But which will bloom most constantly?

The wild-rose briar is sweet in the spring,
Its summer blossoms scent the air;
love-friendship

Yet wait till winter comes again
And who will call the wild-briar fair?

Then scorn the silly rose-wreath now
And deck thee with the holly's sheen,
That when December blights thy brow
He may still leave thy garland green.

2 comments:

Saru Singhal said... Reply To This Comment

The poem is good but the choice of music is making it a delight...

devangini said... Reply To This Comment

Very nice poetry! Good rhyme scheme!

Devangini

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