Charles G. D. Roberts

Here you will find the Poem Monition of poet Charles G. D. Roberts


A faint wind, blowing from World's End, 
 Made strange the city street. 
 A strange sound mingled in the fall 
 Of the familiar feet. 
 Something unseen whirled with the leaves 
 To tap on door and sill. 
 Something unknown went whispering by 
 Even when the wind was still. 
 And men looked up with startled eyes 
 And hurried on their way, 
 As if they had been called, and told 
 How brief their day.