Patience by Mabel Forrest

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While you sleep

Roses in the garden blow,

Roses which you yet shall know,

And, to yield a scented flood,

Mignonette expands in bud,

Secret, silent by the lawn

Where the bees will come at daw ...

While you weep

Joy, somewhere, her chalice fills

And comes to you o'er the hills ...

First published in The Australian Woman's Mirror, 10 September 1929

Author reference sites: Austlit, Australian Dictionary of Biography

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