Treasure Island

Duncan Campbell Scott

(2 August 1862 – 19 December 1947 / Ottawa, Ontario)

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Angel


Come to me when grief is over,
When the tired eyes,
Seek thy cloudy wings to cover
Close their burning skies.

Come to me when tears have dwindled
Into drops of dew,
When the sighs like sobs re-kindled
Are but deep and few.

Hold me like a crooning mother,
Heal me of the smart;
All mine anguish let me smother
In thy brooding heart.

Submitted: Monday, April 19, 2010
Edited: Monday, December 19, 2011

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