Francis Ledwidge

Here you will find the Poem In France of poet Francis Ledwidge

In France

THE silence of maternal hills 
Is round me in my evening dreams; 
And round me music-making rills 
And mingling waves of pastoral streams.

Whatever way I turn I find 
The path is old unto me still. 
The hills of home are in my mind, 
And there I wander as I will.