Sing to me
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (1850-1919)
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Something of sunlight and bloom, I am so compassed with sorrow and gloom,
I am so sick with the world’s noise and strife— Sing of the beauty and brightness of life— Sing to me, sing to me!
Sing to me! Something that’s jubilant, glad! I am so weary, my soul so sad.
All my earth riches are covered with rust, All my bright dreams are but ashes and dust. Sing to me, sing to me!
Sing to the blossoms that open in spring,
How the sweet flowers blow, and the long lichens cling, Say, though the winter is round about me,
There are bright summers and springs yet to be.
Sing to me, sing to me!

Sing To Me

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