Thank you Sylvie.
The lilacs will soon be blooming.
Enjoy them.
Love, Inda
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From:
Poetry of Walt Whitman
} When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloom'd
1
When lilacs last in the dooryard bloom'd,
And the great star early droop'd in the western sky in the night,
I mourn'd, and yet shall mourn with ever-returning spring.
Ever-returning spring, trinity sure to me you bring,
Lilac blooming perennial and drooping star in the west,
And thought of him I love.