Shyly the silver-hatted mushrooms make
Soft entrance through,
And undelivered lovers, half awake,
Hear noises in the dew
Yellow in all the earth and in the skies,
The world would seem
Faint as a widow mourning with soft eyes
And falling into dream.
Up the long hill I see the slow plough leave
Furrows of brown;
Dim is the day and beautiful: I grieve
To see the sun go down.
But there are suns a many for mine eyes
Day after day:
Delightsome in grave greenery they rise,
Red oranges in May.
May
John Shaw Neilson
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Poem topics: beautiful, dream, red, silver, sun, world, earth, rise, long, hear, brown, grave, yellow, slow, soft, Valentine's Day, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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