Poem called Now Close the Windows by Robert Frost.

 

Poem called Now Close the Windows by Robert Frost

Now close the windows and hush all the fields
If the trees must, let them siliently toss
No bird is singing now and if there is
Be it my loss
It will be long ere the marshes resume
I will be long ere the earliest bird
So close the windows and now hear the wind
But see all wind stirred.
Robert Frost

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