R-Us-Af Poem by A. P. Herbert
R-Us-Af
Like Sun and Moon, they share the sky
But courteously divide the day;
No matter what the clocks may cry
Be sure that one is on the way:
And when the two together ride,
No matter where the wicked hide,
How high, how terrible the tide!
March 12, 1944
Tuesday, January 28, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: clocks
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