To Gertrude Savage Poem by Philip Henry Savage

To Gertrude Savage



A winding water onward flows,
And whither, only ocean knows;
Happy the crystal source that lies
Reflecting in its heart the skies.

Monday, October 18, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: happy,lies,ocean,water
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