Margaret E. Sangster
Cross Roads (Esprios Classics)
$0.99
"The window box across the street Is filled with scarlet flowers; They glow, like bits of sunset cloud, Across the dragging hours. What though the mist be like a shroud What though the day be dreary? The window box across the street Is warm, and gay, and cheery! The window box across...
Description
"The window box across the street
Is filled with scarlet flowers;
They glow, like bits of sunset cloud,
Across the dragging hours.
What though the mist be like a shroud
What though the day be dreary?
The window box across the street
Is warm, and gay, and cheery!
The window box across the street
Is filled with scarlet flowers;
I almost catch their perfume sweet....
Above the sound of tramping feet,
They sing of country bowers.
Against the house that looms so gray,
They smile in—well, a friendly way."
