Frederick William (FW) Harvey

(26 March 1888 – 13 February 1957 / Hartpury, Gloucestershire)

The Hateful Road


Oh pleasant things there be
Without this prison yard :

Fields green, and many a tree
With shadow on the sward,

And drifting clouds that pass

Saihng above the grass.

All lovely things that be

Beyond this strong abode
Send comfort back to me ;
Yea, everything I see

Except the hateful road ;
The road that runs so free

With many a dip and rise,
That waves and beckons me
And mocks and calls at me
And will not let me be

Even when I close my eyes.

Submitted: Monday, April 02, 2012

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