Poems (Nora May French)/Your Beautiful Passing

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YOUR BEAUTIFUL PASSING
ACROSS my thought has trailed your beautiful passing, As a wild bird ruffles the motionless brink of the water, Moving in gradual path on its mirror of shadow, After him streaking and trembling long ripples of silver.
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