Nature
Ghosts
From An American Anthology (1900)
Nature
Out in the misty moonlight
The first snowflakes I see,
As they frolic among the leafless
Limbs of the apple-tree.
Faintly they seem to whisper,
As round the boughs they wing:
"We are the ghosts of the blossoms
That died in the early spring."
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MLA
Munkittrick, Richard Kendall. “Ghosts.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/munkittrick/2/.
Chicago
Munkittrick, Richard Kendall. “Ghosts.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/munkittrick/2/.
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