Treasure Island

Vincent Barrowcliffe


To A Child


O'er the fields of paddy and rie,
And as far as could my vision see,
Where blooms not a rose, not a daisy,
A child walks, with a sigh;
He glares, with his innocence,
For a man unknown tries descry,
A lone child, who treads the bare-land,
Sheds a tear, bears a sigh.

Submitted: Tuesday, July 16, 2013
Edited: Saturday, August 16, 2014
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