FOR WINDOWS BY L. D. - Margaret E. Sangster Poems

 
 

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FOR WINDOWS BY L. D.

Arising from her jewelled bower,
     Dawn steps from out the flaming sky,
And in her hand are hopes that flower,
     And at her feet the hours that die.

And ere the darkest shadows fall,
     Sweet Evening comes from twilight lands,
And pours her peace upon us all,
     And touches us with healing hands.