Come when my heart is full of grief
or when my heart is merry;
Come with the falling of the leaf
Or with the red’ning cherry.
Come when the year’s first blossom
blows,
Come when the summer gleams
and glows,
Come with the winter’s drifting
snows,
And you are welcome, welcome.

Paul Laurence Dunbar

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