Oh, honey of an hour,
I never knew thy power,
Prohibit me
Till my minutest dower,
My unfrequented flower,
Deserving be.
Oh, honey of an hour,
I never knew thy power,
Prohibit me
Till my minutest dower,
My unfrequented flower,
Deserving be.
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very hartwarming
I think this poem is just so beautiful,fun and touching.
I think the peom is beatiful it really touched me it changed my life