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."
"For whatever we lose (like a you or a me),It's always our self we find in the sea."
"when man determined to destroy himself he picked the was of shall and finding only why smashed it into because"