The Last Robin
Lyrics and Sonnets


by Ethelwyn Wetherald



 

NEWS OF LIFE.



A BIRD flew in at my window:
     “That’s news of death,” they said.
O heart life-packed, it was heaven you lacked
     As you suffered and strove and fled.

A message of life you bring me:

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     Caught fast in the strange unknown,
We strive with the gloom in earth’s low room,
     Then escape to the skies—our own. [Page 109]