Lesbia Harford

(1891 - 1927 / Australia)

Appearances - Poem by Lesbia Harford

I hated them when I was four years old,
The bright pink berries on the pepper tree.
And now they seem quite beautiful to me.
My tower of dreams when I was four years old
Was such a tree. Its branches hid me well,
Although I so disliked the berries' smell.
I had my dreams when I was four years old . . .
But groundling now, who once could mount in air,
I judge the high-swung bright pink berries, fair.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 15, 2010

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