Forever honored by the Tree
Whose Apple Winterworn
Enticed to Breakfast from the Sky
Two Gabriels Yestermorn.
They registered in Nature’s Book
As Robins — Sire and Son —
But Angels have that modest way
To screen them from Renown.
Forever honored by the Tree
Whose Apple Winterworn
Enticed to Breakfast from the Sky
Two Gabriels Yestermorn.
They registered in Nature’s Book
As Robins — Sire and Son —
But Angels have that modest way
To screen them from Renown.
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