The green has come to the leafless tree,
The earth brings forth its grain;
The flower has come for the honey bee:
You will not come again.
The birds have come to the empty nest,
All winter full of rain;
So music has come where the silence was:
You will not come again.
Love will come for the weak lambs cry;
Alas for my hearts dull pain!
In the cycle of change I alone am lone:
You will not come again.
You Will Not Come Again
Dora Sigerson Shorter
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