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The First Day
I wish I could remember the first day,
First hour, first moment of your meeting me;
If bright or dim the season it might be;
Summer or winter for aught I can say.
So, unrecorded did it slip away,
So blind was i to see and to forsee,
So dull to mark the budding of my tree
That would not blossom, yet, for many a May.
If only I could recollect it! Such
A day of days! I let it come and go
As traceless as a thaw of bygone snow.
It seemed to mean so little, meant so much!
If only now I could recall that touch,
First touch of hand in hand! - Did one but know! |
| Christina Rossetti |
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| Name: Rizal | 2012-04-30 |
| singles protos kiolks itan poli kalos, deuteros kai meta misw me tiflo misos kai orgi! pos kataferane mia aksioprepestati seira na tin kanoun farsokomodia kai kaliardo, adinato na to katalavo! |
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| Name: Rookie | 2013-06-08 |
| This is so touching wow i really loved it! |
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