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Poetry Friday: Last Night by Théophile Julius Henry Marzials

March 17th, 2017 (06:00 am)
sleepy

Current Mood: sleepy
Current Song: Sweet Dreams by Joseph

Last night the nightingale waked me,
Last night when all was still;
It sang in the golden moonlight
From out the woodland hill.
I opened the window gently,
And all was dreamy dew-
And oh! the bird, my darling,
Was singing, singing of you!

- first verse of Last Night by Théophile Julius Henry Marzials

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Posted by: Kay McGriff (kaymcgriff)
Posted at: March 17th, 2017 11:24 pm (UTC)
Beautiful

It seems like the birds know spring is coming - they have been quite noisy of late!

Posted by: Little Willow (slayground)
Posted at: March 18th, 2017 12:07 am (UTC)
Re: Beautiful

They have so much to communicate!

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