Poem by John Vance Cheney

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DAYS that come and go,
It is not worth the while;
Only one dawn I know,
The morning of her smile.
 
Nights that come and go,
In vain your shadow lies;
Only love's dusk I know,
The evening of her eyes.

1. Coyote
2. Somewhere
3. One
4. At a Grave
5. Wherever a Green Blade Looks up

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