A Wintry Lullaby

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Title:     A Wintry Lullaby
Author: Laurence Alma-Tadema [More Titles by Alma-Tadema]

Blow, wind, blow,
The fields are white with snow--
Sleeping daisies, deep and warm,
Cannot hear the Winter storm.

Freeze, air, freeze,
The rime is on the trees--
Sleeping buds within the bough,
Dream of spring and cuckoos now.

Turn, earth, turn,
The flames of life do burn--
Sleeping girl, my baby dove,
Knows no world but mother's love.

[The end]
Laurence Alma-Tadema's poem: Wintry Lullaby

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