Email Poem

Your IP Address: 216.73.216.98

From Email:	Required Email Address Not Valid.
To Email:	Email Address Not Valid. Required
Subject	Required
Personal Note:
Poem Title:
Poem	A Lady red -- amid the Hill Her annual secret keeps! A Lady white, within the Field In placid Lily sleeps! The tidy Breezes, with their Brooms -- Sweep vale -- and hill -- and tree! Prithee, My pretty Housewives! Who may expected be? The Neighbors do not yet suspect! The Woods exchange a smile! Orchard, and Buttercup, and Bird -- In such a little while! And yet, how still the Landscape stands! How nonchalant the Hedge! As if the "Resurrection" Were nothing very strange!
	Type the characters you see in the picture Required