In The Fields Though Cultivated Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

In The Fields Though Cultivated

In the fields though cultivated
And the hills most in
Green
There's desolation yet
And the winds weep
The winds weep
And my heart lone
Weeps
Cadaver I of Solitude
And the winds weep
The winds weep.

Friday, August 4, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: green,solitude
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