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AND LOCUSTS BLOOM TOMORROW, by            
First Line: My heart is like an unused room
Last Line: With bloom tomorrow!
Subject(s): Locust Trees


My heart is like an unused room
Hung with the heavy cobwebs of old sorrow.
So much of spring is said,
But still ... keep tryst with me
When locusts bloom tomorrow!

The red-bud flowered thinly
Going her way to purple death;
Dog-wood had bridal
Withholding for fall her secret berries red --
That much of spring is said
But still ... the locusts bloom tomorrow!

The bee explores the bosom of the rose --
(How many wasted years God only knows,
And the locusts bloom tomorrow.)

Too much of spring is said --
And a heart could bloom
Opening wide an unused room ...
Oh, do not fail! Keep tryst
With bloom tomorrow!





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