Mabh Savage
Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
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The Wind Came At Night
In the days of chilling blaze Springtime sun as winter fades Dazzling spears and green grass blades The gale the only blight. Driving out to picnics gay February turning into May Hearts and smiles throughout the day But the wind came at night Batten… Continue Reading “The Wind Came At Night”
Mabh Savage 