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Birches
BY ROBERT FROST (1874-1963)When I see birches bend to left and right
Across the lines of straighter darker trees,
I like to think some boy’s been swinging[Expand...]
When I see birches bend to left and right
Across the lines of straighter darker trees,
I like to think some boy’s been swinging[Expand...]