Countee Cullen (Каунти Каллен)

For My Grandmother

This lovely flower fell to seed;
Work gently sun and rain;
She held it as her dying creed
That she would grow again.

1. Uncle Jim
2. Red
3. Youth Sings a Song of Rosebuds
4. I Have a Rendezvous with Life
5. To a Brown Girl

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