Beautiful o’ morning
beautiful the evening
but think of the dusty n crowded noon
Bright the sky, bright the faces
clear the lanes
all& all working hard
spinning gold out of hay
Sun in middle showering heat
People sweating hard in busy street
laughing &enjoying work
in spite the roasting heat
Beautiful o’ morning
beautiful the evening
but prettiest of all the dusty noon
Beauty of thy in sweat of brow
in people standing in row
in players playing the game
in old man’s hand weaving on the frame
This is the truth of noon
not morning’s dream
it’s the truth
Life realms.
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