A Little Wind (a Song)

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Title:     A Little Wind (a Song)
Author: Elizabeth Madox Roberts [More Titles by Roberts]

When I lay down
In a clover place,
With eyelids closed,
In a clover place,
A little wind came to my face.

One gentle wind
Blew on my mouth,
And I said, "It will quiver by.
What little wind now can it be?"
And I lay still
Where the clovers were.

But when I raised my lids to see,
Then it was a butterfly.

[The end]
Elizabeth Madox Roberts's poem: Little Wind (a Song)

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