Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, ILL MANNERED, by ARTHUR FOEHRENBACH


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First Line: Nature seems at times unkind
Last Line: Before we chance to see them all.
Subject(s): Nature


Nature seems at times unkind,
Her manner often unrefined.

No April seed can promise grain
Before a robin sings of rain,

Indifferent with her gifts of spring,
White frost disproves of everything.

Unwelcomed hail foreshadows doom
To early orchards coaxed to bloom.

When daylight steals with long gold bars
Across the east, it kills off stars.

Unheralded, the strangest pinks
Defy the sun, and lo, it sinks.

It's quite unfair that birds should fly
In countless legions from the sky.

Maples, oaks, in fact all trees,
Are always selfish with their leaves,

Each autumn all the red ones fall
Before we chance to see them all.





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