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TWO PATHS, by                    
First Line: I had not hoped last year
Last Line: I cast—the other way.
Subject(s): Roads; Paths; Trails


I HAD not hoped last year
To look on budding cheer.
Mauve heather spray-drops bloom
Like pale nuns, wrapped austere;
And on my window sill
Two sappy leaf-blades, slim,
Enfold a daffodil.

Slowly I climb the hill,
The tangled web nearer, each day;
One furtive, wistful glance
I cast—the other way.





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