(1875 - 1948 / Scotland)

Poems of Francis Ernley Walrond

1. Eve 1/3/2003
2. Ghosts 1/3/2003
3. Meintjes Kopje 1/3/2003

Eve

The gray of the morning
Creeps in the room like fear.
It is growing lighter,
But I sit crouched and shivering.

I dare not look at the bed,
Lest I laugh --
Or curse God.

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