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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=384571" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>So Long In Coming</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=384571" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">When shall I hear the thrushes sing, <br> And see their graceful, round throats swelling? <br>When shall I watch the bluebirds bring<br> The straws and twiglets for their dwelling? <br>When shall I hear among the trees<br> The little martial partridge drumming? <br>Oh! Hasten! Sights and sounds that please –<br> The summer is so long in coming.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=384571" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The winds are talking with the sun; <br> I hope they will combine together<br>And melt the snow-drifts, one by one, <br> And bring again the golden weather.<br>Oh, haste, make haste, dear sun and wind, <br> I long to hear the brown bee humming; <br>I seek for blooms I cannot find, <br> The summer is so long in coming.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=384571" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The winter has been cold, so cold; <br> Its winds are harsh, and bleak, and dreary, <br>And all its sports are stale and old; <br> We wait for something now more cheery.<br>Come up, O summer, from the south, <br> And bring the harps your hands are thrumming.<br>We pine for kisses from your mouth! <br> Oh! Do not be so long in coming.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Ella+Wheeler+Wilcox">Ella Wheeler Wilcox</a></strong></div>