In Primeval Wood
Surrounded in primeval wood,
In awe of fern, and flower--
I attempted to delay the night
By lengthening the hour.
That day might last a minute more,
Till my pondering was done--
Delaying, and for beauty's sake,
The setting of the sun.
Copyright © Mel Merrill | Year Posted 2014
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