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This poem is often wrongly thought to be by Robert W Service. It is published here to the memory of Hugh Antoine D'Arcy, its rightful father.
An Evening with the Bard of the Yukon, July 18 th 2003 at 20.30pm in the Town-Hall of Lancieux, Brittany.
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My Calendar

Published by Susan on 08/02/2003 (2747 reads)
From off my calendar today...

From off my calendar today
      A leaf I tear;
So swiftly passes smiling May
      Without a care.
And now the gentleness of June
      Will fleetly fly
And I will greet the glamour moon
      Of lush July.

Beloved months so soon to pass,
      Alas, I see
The slim sand silvering the glass
      Of Time for me;
As bodingly midwinter woe
      I wait with rue,
Oh how I grudge the days to go!
      They are so few.

A Calendar's a gayful thing
      To grace a room;
And though with joy of life I sing,
      With secret gloom
I add this merry month of May
      To eighty past,
Thinking each page I tear away
      May be my last.


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