• calebgangmei 6w

    O Spring Dear Come

    O spring dear come!
    Filled the barren lonesome
    With thy verdure sweet prime
    In early cuckoo's persuasive rhyme.

    The roses turned futile,
    The Pine trees sheds naked
    Only the wild winds shuffle
    And the ol' sky grim and darked.

    Sing O sweeting Cuckoo!
    Lull the feeble Nature too,
    Startle O deary Nightingale!
    Enchant thy fancy songs up'n misty vale.

    O spring dear come!
    Filled the barren lonesome
    With thy verdure sweet prime
    By early cuckoo's persuasive rhyme.


    Caleb Gangmei