Gay Gardens
BEAUTY SEEKERS A thrush’s song on the evening breeze, The murmur of wind elves in the trees, The fragrance of hyacinths, waxen fair, The tang of Spring on the morning air. Buds of gold where the cowslips lie, The blue of cornflowers ’neath an azure sky, The rain-washed fragrance of a country lane, Scented and sweet when the sun shines again. The laughter of children, happy at play, The peace of home at the close of the day: All these I found of countless worth These simple beauties of a wartorn earth.
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Waikato Times, Volume 129, Issue 21525, 13 September 1941, Page 5
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