The February sunshine steeps your boughs and tints the buds and swells the leaves within.
William C. BryantAnd suns grow meek, and the meek suns grow brief, and the year smiles as it draws near its death.
William C. BryantThe February sunshine steeps your boughs and tints the buds and swells the leaves within.
William C. BryantAnd suns grow meek, and the meek suns grow brief, and the year smiles as it draws near its death.
William C. Bryant