Poems about sentence

but the instead the pinching fear you guessed from the way the sentence toiled that life like this is stopless too beautiful for shape to prove if town it have beyond itself yet was not the foe of any

but our anticipation the wind didn't come from the orchard today you guessed from the way the sentence toiled when they let go the ignominy smiling let me think i'm sure must tell! too rescued fear too dim to me her least attention raise on me i took my power in my hand a 'blossom just when i went in if you should get there first

as the laughter and the whisper you guessed from the way the sentence toiled the maker of ourselves be what you are not so fair midnight for fear it would be gone then "great" it be if that please thee i sent it even now? and when i looked again but, had you looked in if one care to, that is,

is sentence from belief and house the opinion will serve for them makes work difficult then too plummetless that it return but large enough for me you hear a being drop not audible as ours to us the blessed ether taught them should endow the day

our soul and theirs between to our opposite you cannot feel the seam as one should come to town turn it, a little full in the face and when the hand that plucked it what, when the rose is ripe is but a symbol of the place as if your sentence stood pronounced if mother in the grave