Fay Inchfawn Hold Poems

  • 1.
    I would that you should know,
    Dear mother, that I love you -- love you so!
    That I remember other days and years;
    Remember childish joys and childish fears.
    ...
  • 2.
    Now from the dust of half-forgotten things,
    You rise to haunt me at the year's Spring- cleaning,
    And bring to memory dim imaginings
    Of mystic meaning.
    ...
  • 3.
    I know it all . . . I know.
    For I am God. I am Jehovah, He
    Who made you what you are; and I can see
    The tears that wet your pillow night by night,
    ...
  • 4.
    Into the world you came, and I was dumb,
    Because "God did it," so the wise ones said;
    I wonder sometimes "Did you really come?"
    And "Are you truly . . . DEAD?"
    ...
  • 5.
    Oh, the garden ways are lonely!
    Winds that bluster, winds that shout,
    Battle with the strong laburnum,
    Toss the sad brown leaves about.
    ...
  • 6.
    The Master of the Garden said;
    "Who, now the Earth seems cold and dead,
    Will by his fearless witnessing
    Hold men's hearts for the tardy spring?"
    ...
  • 7.
    When little Fanny came to town, I felt as I could sing!
    She were the sprackest little maid, the sharpest, pertest thing.
    Her mother were as proud as punch, and as for I -- well, there!
    I never see sich gert blue eyes, I never see sich hair!
    ...
Total 7 Hold Poems by Fay Inchfawn

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