A Song Of Parting Poem by Francis Duggan

A Song Of Parting

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My love came to me in the twilight hour
And in her hand she held a fresh plucked flower
'Sighing' this I brought as parting gift for you
From green woodland a wild born bluebell blue

The robin piping in the twilight gray
As she stood there in the fading light of day
And teardrops welling in her sloe dark eyes
She had come to me to say her last goodbyes.

I choked my tears to save my manly pride
And my inner self from her i kept ahide
And though i felt shattered a brave face i did show
And i choked the tears the tears that yearned to flow

I held her to me heard her sob and say
Tomorrow i leave at the break of day
To live and work in city miles away
But I'll return to greet the flowers of May.

She left me there in twilight's darkening hour
Clutching parting gift from her a bluebell flower
The wild fox on the mountain side did call
And shades of night crept o'er the garden wall

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