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DRIFTS by THOMAS WALSH

First Line: WITH DRIFTS OF BLOOM ON THE HILLS
Last Line: THROUGH THE DRIFTS OF SMILES AND TEARS.
Subject(s): LOVE - LOSS OF; YOUTH;
WITH drifts of bloom on the hills,
And drift of clouds and snow,
And autumn's leaves, and the rills',
And ocean's ceaseless flow,

Old earth was swung into space
In the whirl of wind and star;
The sunlight drifts o'er her face,
And the moonlight follows afar.

It was so your young love came
And passed through my heart on its way,
And as flame is drawn after flame
My soul after yours must stray;

And ever amid the great wheel
Of the stars and the winds and the years,
Together our spirits shall steal
Through the drifts of smiles and tears.



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