<h2 id="id00207" style="margin-top: 4em">THE GLEANER</h2>
<p id="id00208">As children gather daisies down green ways<br/>
Mid butterflies and bees,<br/>
To-day across the meadows of past days<br/>
I gathered memories.<br/></p>
<p id="id00209">I stored my heart with harvest of lost hours—<br/>
With blossoms of spent years;<br/>
Leaves that had known the sun of joy, and hours<br/>
Drenched with the rain of tears.<br/></p>
<p id="id00210">And perfumes that were long ago distilled<br/>
From April's pink and white,<br/>
Again with all their old enchantment, filled<br/>
My spirit with delight.<br/></p>
<p id="id00211">From out the limbo where lost roses go<br/>
The place we may not see,<br/>
With all its petals sweet and half-ablow,<br/>
One rose returned to me.<br/></p>
<p id="id00212">Where falls the sunlight chequered by the shade<br/>
On meadows of the past,<br/>
I gathered blossoms that no sun can fade<br/>
No winter wind can blast.<br/></p>
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