Category: Poetry
Rosemary and Pansies
Was it else one full of days, Who had traveled darksome ways, And was tired, Who looked forth unto the end, And saw Death come as a friend Long desired?
Category: Poetry
Was it else one full of days, Who had traveled darksome ways, And was tired, Who looked forth unto the end, And saw Death come as a friend Long desired?
Was it else one full of days, Who had traveled darksome ways, And was tired, Who looked forth unto the end, And saw Death come as a friend Long desired?
2. Part 2In an ancient window seat, Where the breeze of morning beat ’Gainst her face, demure and sweet, Sat a girl of long ago, With her sunny head bent low Where her fingers flitted wh...