O little plum tree in the garden, you're
Aflower again,
With memories of a million springs and my
Brief years of pain.
O little tree, you have the power to find
Your youth again,
Grow young, while I grow old in tenderness
And wise in pain.
Lesbia Harford
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/o-little-plum-tree-in-the-garden-you-re/
