BLACK CAT POEMS
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In the First Light of the Morning
In the first light of the morning,
When the thrush sang loud and clear,
And the blackbird hailed day's dawning,
How I wished my
When the sun shone on the sand there,
And the roses bloomed above,
And the blue waves kissed the land there,
How I longed to see my love.
goodnight are calling,
And the moonbeams come and go,
And my tears are falling, falling,
Because I want him so.
poems by Dollie Radford