Frosttonight thomas ps
Frost Tonight by Edith M. Thomas. Red for LibriVox.org by Phil Schemph. Apple Green West and an Orange Bar and the Crystal Eye of a Lone One Star and Child, take the shears and cut what you will. Frost Tonight, so clear and dead still. Then I Sally Forth, half sad, half proud, and I come to the velvet Imperial crowd. The wine red, the gold, the crimson, the pied, the dahlias that rained by the
garden side. The dahlias I might not touch till tonight. A gleam of the shears in the fading light, and I gather them all, the splendid throng, and in one great sheaf I bore them along. In my garden of life, with its all late flowers, I heed a voice in the shrinking hours. Frost Tonight, so clear and dead still. Half sad, half proud, my arms I feel. End of poem. This recording is in the public
domain.
