And so today lay sleepier amongst
The coverings grey
Hearing windy breezes on
The chimney *** blow
Knowing the shining of the
Night sky
And the trespassing moon
Told of the eleventh hour
My fading fairy lisping.

My childish heart
Beat on the hour
With music and with songs
Gathered everything I had
Placed them in a bag
So if the daisies call
And snowdrops lift a head
All the wonders for me
At the bottom of my bed.

Love Mary **