Wind Flowers
Wind of blizzard Blow, blow, blow Sliowers of snowflakes over me, When they fall on the ground, When they fall on a tree They get themselves lost In the white of the snow, But when they touch me O wind, where I stand They are flowers of frost, They are stars in my hand. —Mary Britton Miller, in “Songs of Infancy.”
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Manawatu Times, Volume LIV, Issue 6844, 25 February 1929, Page 11
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63Wind Flowers Manawatu Times, Volume LIV, Issue 6844, 25 February 1929, Page 11
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