He Never Strays Far Poem by Joyce Hemsley

He Never Strays Far



London to Paris
Paris to Rome:
He never strays
far from his dear
country home,
where a kind
soul is waiting;
truth shines in
her eye, and the
green dales are
calling 'neath a
pink evening sky.
He never strays
far if springtime
is nigh ~ and
early tomorrow
back home he
must fly, to a
happier life in the
sweet by-and-by.

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Joyce Hemsley

Joyce Hemsley

Portsmouth England
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