Poems
by Edith Willis Linn
The Coming of Love
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THE COMING OF LOVE.
WHO has not seen on a dull autumn day,
The sun burst from some overhanging cloud,
And noted how the gray world doffed its shroud
And laughed like a young bride? How bright and gay
The maple and the stunted sumachs burned,
And some late robin dreaming it was spring
Forgot his southern home and stopped to sing.
So to the heart came love; its splendor turned
The world to glory. I was glad before
And life was beautiful; but now is thrown
Love's golden gleaming on the world long known,
Making it brighter than it was of yore;
While old-time memories that once were sad
Burst into song to make the heart more glad.