To And Fro Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

To And Fro

To and fro
The old lamp swings
Over the might stairs.

The Parameters are there
Silence merge with black
And nor bd no cricket sings.

But ah! There's wind that sings I
Am icy wind and sad an far
Funereal wind and ghastly wind

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