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WILD PLUM BLOSSOMS, by                    
First Line: Seafoam and mist and moonbeams
Last Line: Robed in their bridal lace.
Subject(s): Flowers; Plums; Trees; Plum Trees


Seafoam and mist and moonbeams
Mingled to fashion these
Delicate, dream-like blossoms
Clothing the wild-plum trees.

How can such gnarled, gray branches
Froth in a single hour
Into a snowy, scented
Splendor of bud and flower?

Never have hands created
Loveliness to compare
With that which Spring has woven
For the wild plums to wear.

Moonlight adds new enchantment
Lends more ethereal grace;
Nothing so fair as plum trees
Robed in their bridal lace.





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