Richard Le Gallienne

(1866-1947 / England)

Her Eyes Are Bluebells Now - Poem by Richard Le Gallienne

Her eyes are bluebells now, her voice a bird,
And the long sighing grass her elegy;
She who a woman was is now a star
In the high heaven shining down on me.


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 14, 2010



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