Midsummer by Mabel Forrest

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A hot wind down the terrace blows,
   Behind the garden rail,
The languid flowers droop their heads,
Tall hollyhocks in pinks and reds,
   Hibiscus blossoms pale.

The sparrows twitter in the shade
   Of heavy mango trees;
I draw the shutters close, and hide
The bright and thirsty world outside
   To dream of tumbling seas.

To muse on miles of shell-strewn beach,  
   Of glistening wave-wet sands,
Longing for sight of that far place --
And most of all for her glad face
   And small, cool, outstretched hands.      

First published in The Australian Town and Country Journal, 7 June 1905

Author reference sites: Austlit, Australian Dictionary of Biography

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