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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SNOWFLAKE SONG, by HILDA CONKLING Poet's Biography
First Line: Snowflakes come in fleets / like ships over the sea
Last Line: To pick up their lonesome songs.
First Line: Snowflakes come in fleets / like ships over the sea
Last Line: To pick up their lonesome songs.
SNOWFLAKES come in fleets
Like ships over the sea.
The moon shines down on the crusty snow:
The stars make the sky sparkle like gold-fish
In a glassy bowl.
Bluebirds are gone now,
But they left their song behind them.
The moon seems to say:
It is time for summer when the birds come back
To pick up their lonesome songs.
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