Sweet white clover Brings to me Care-free days Of infancy. Roses still Renew the hour When my spirit Tasted power. Nothing can Assuage the pain Of pennyroyal Bowed by rain. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO A DEAD LOVER by LOUISE BOGAN CAPPER KAPLINSKI AT THE NORTH SIDE CUE CLUB by HAYDEN CARRUTH JOHN ERICSSON DAY MEMORIAL, 1918 by CARL SANDBURG THE UNDERGRADUATE KILLED IN BATTLE; OXFORD, 1915 by GEORGE SANTAYANA |