These are the days when Birds come back

 These are the days when Birds come back --
A very few -- a Bird or two --
To take a backward look.


These are the days when skies resume
The old -- old sophistries of June --
A blue and gold mistake.


Oh fraud that cannot cheat the Bee --
Almost thy plausibility
Induces my belief.


Till ranks of seeds their witness bear --
And softly thro' the altered air
Hurries a timid leaf.


Oh Sacrament of summer days,
Oh Last Communion in the Haze --
Permit a child to join.


Thy sacred emblems to partake --
They consecrated bread to take
And thine immortal wine!

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