Red and White
Nobody picks a red rose when the winter wind
howls and the white snow blows among the fences and storm doors.
Nobody watches the dreamy sculptures of snow
when the summer roses blow red and soft in the garden yards and corners.
O I have loved red roses and O I have loved white snow—
dreamy drifts winter and summer—roses and snow.
howls and the white snow blows among the fences and storm doors.
Nobody watches the dreamy sculptures of snow
when the summer roses blow red and soft in the garden yards and corners.
O I have loved red roses and O I have loved white snow—
dreamy drifts winter and summer—roses and snow.
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