Saturday's poem on Penny's Poetry Blog:
To Mrs. Will H. Low, by Robert Louis Stevenson

Even in the bluest noonday of July,
There could not run the smallest breath of wind
But all the quarter sounded like a wood
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https://gdancesbetty.blogspot.com/2025/07/even-in-bluest-noonday-of-july-robert.html


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