Always it’s Spring)and everyone’s in love and flowers pick t... - E.E. Cummings, 100 Selected Poems
"Always it’s Spring)and everyone’s in love and flowers pick themselves."
"Always it’s Spring)and everyone’s in love and flowers pick themselves."
"when man determined to destroy himself he picked the was of shall and finding only why smashed it into because"
"For whatever we lose (like a you or a me),It's always our self we find in the sea."