A Spring Evening Poem by Francis William Bourdillon

A Spring Evening

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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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Dr Antony Theodore 29 September 2020

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. a very fine poem. tony

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Francis William Bourdillon

Francis William Bourdillon

Runcorn, Cheshire
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