Poem by Edward Thomas

The Cherry Trees

The cherry trees bend over and are shedding,
On the old road where all that passed are dead,
Their petals, strewing the grass as for a wedding
This early May morn when there is none to wed. 

1. When We Two Walked
2. There's Nothing like the Sun
3. The Sun Used to Shine
4. What Shall I Give?
5. When He Should Laugh

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