Poem March 29, 1952 Issue

LOVE

Anne Bonner Marley

I heard the voice of love today;
I traced the sound across the hill!
It sang to me along the way,
With blended notes of chirp and trill.
And I beheld it face to face.
As clear to me as morning light;
A mother bird with gentle grace
Guarded young wings in upward flight.

Anne Bonner Marley

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