EVENING
When evening comes and all is still, I lean upon my windowsill; Wisteria is growing there,
Its perfume sweetens all the air. Behind the hills toward the West, The glorious sun has gone to rest, The pale new moon in the sky so blue Is following the sun to the cloudbed too.
| —Original by Naomi Heaslip (6). 000000000000000000000000000
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New Zealand Herald, Volume LXXVI, Issue 23507, 18 November 1939, Page 9 (Supplement)
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59EVENING New Zealand Herald, Volume LXXVI, Issue 23507, 18 November 1939, Page 9 (Supplement)
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