MY PEACE MIGHT.
Pale moonbeams stealing, wan and shy— Prom out a cloudless sapphire sky, And tender breezes floating by, To whisper, “ Peace has come!”
A glint of frost pearls on Ihe grass, " A ripple of wee brooms that pass. Which toll me clear as sounding brass, "Tour loved may "keep at. home.”~LUCY MURRAY.
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Star (Christchurch), Issue 12687, 8 July 1919, Page 7
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54MY PEACE MIGHT. Star (Christchurch), Issue 12687, 8 July 1919, Page 7
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