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Poem by Lesbia Harford


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A lady and I were walking
Where waters flow;
A lady and I were talking
Softly and slow.
This is what you were saying,
Lady of mine,
"I will be sad without him,
Yea, I will pine.
But he would never leave me
If he were free.
That's what my love in prison
Whispered to me."



Lesbia Harford


Lesbia Harford's other poems:
  1. Pink eucalyptus flowers
  2. Do you remember still the little song
  3. Child Sun
  4. Summer Lightning
  5. Machinist Talking


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