Author Florence Randal Livesay (Spring) (Fragment) O L ADY V ESNIANKA , Where didst thou spend the winter? " In the forest, upon the oak, I was spinning the thread for a shirt. " . . . . . . . . . . . O Spring, the beauty! Vesnianka! Fly to us with the sun. Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments