اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
I wish I were a little bird
That out of sight doth soar
I wish I were a song once heard
But often pondered o’er
Or shadow of a lily stirred
By wind upon the floor
Or echo of a loving word
Worth all that went before
Or memory of a hope deferred
That springs again no more
