Lord, Say I'm Good; Of Pleasant Air Poem by james watkin

Lord, Say I'm Good; Of Pleasant Air



Lord, say I'm good; of pleasant air;
Worth other's abiding.
Its so like harebell, shy drooped
To so hang, doubt-sliding!
Yet this is me! Ashamed moreo'er
To hear myself inquire.
Transferring my own brittleness
Onto these -we admire!

Friday, February 8, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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