Francis William Bourdillon

(22 March 1852 – 13 January 1921 / Runcorn, Cheshire)

A Spring Evening - Poem by Francis William Bourdillon

Across the Glory of the glowing skies,
A veil is drawn of shadowed mists that rise
From lavishness from God's late gift. the rain.

So, after farewell said, fond memories
Of words and looks, now over, come again
Across the glowing heart, a veil of pain.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 8, 2010



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