<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=532728" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sweethearts of the Year</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sweetheart Spring</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Our Sweetheart, Spring, came softly, <br>Her gliding hands were fire, <br>Her lilac breath upon our cheeks <br>Consumed us with desire. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">By her our God began to build, <br>Began to sow and till. <br>He laid foundations in our loves <br>For every good and ill. <br>We asked Him not for blessing, <br>We asked Him not for pain — <br>Still, to the just and unjust <br>He sent His fire and rain. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Sweetheart Summer</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We prayed not, yet she came to us, <br>The silken, shining one, <br>On Jacob's noble ladder <br>Descended from the sun. <br>She reached our town of Every Day, <br>Our dry and dusty sod — <br>We prayed not, yet she brought to us <br>The misty wine of God. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Sweetheart Autumn</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The woods were black and crimson, <br>The frost-bit flowers were dead, <br>But Sweetheart Indian Summer came <br>With love-winds round her head. <br>While fruits God-given and splendid <br>Belonged to her domain: <br>Baskets of corn in perfect ear <br>And grapes with purple stain, <br>The treacherous winds persuaded her <br>Spring Love was in the wood <br>Altho' the end of love was hers — <br>Fruition, Motherhood. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Sweetheart Winter</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We had done naught of service <br>To win our Maker's praise. <br>Yet Sweetheart Winter came to us <br>To gild our waning days. <br>Down Jacob's winding ladder <br>She came from Sunshine Town, <br>Bearing the sparkling mornings <br>And clouds of silver-brown; <br>Bearing the seeds of Springtime. <br>Upon her snowy seas <br>Bearing the fairy star-flowers <br>For baby Christmas trees.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Vachel+Lindsay">Vachel Lindsay</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=532728" data-title="Sweethearts of the Year de Vachel Lindsay" data-description="Sweetheart Spring Our Sweetheart, Spring, came softly, Her gliding hands were fire, Her lilac breath upon our cheeks Consumed us with desire. By her our God began to build, Began to sow and till. He laid foundations in our loves For every..."></div> </div> </div>

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