Hilda Bristow

Rookie (11 April 1927 - 8 February 2004 / Durham, United Kingdom)

Soft Rides The Moon.....

Soft rides the moon, while gentle breeze
Pursues the clouds across the sky
And all is peaceful, dark, yet light
Had I but wings then would I fly
Then would I rise and see below me
Field and forest veiled in dreams
Hill and valley, silver river
Capturing the moon's bright beams

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