Treasure Island

Francis William Bourdillon

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

Christmas Roses


White-faced Winter Roses,
O'er the grave I plant you
Where the dead reposes,
That a soul may haunt you,
And your ghostly whiteness
In the Winter gloom,
Seem some spirit-brightness
Shining from the tomb!

Submitted: Thursday, April 08, 2010

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