This snow is not from blossoms white
This snow is not from blossoms white
Wind-scattered, here and there,
That whiten all my garden paths
And leave the branches bare;
'Tis age that snows my hair!
Wind-scattered, here and there,
That whiten all my garden paths
And leave the branches bare;
'Tis age that snows my hair!
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