Lesbia Harford

Here you will find the Poem My window pane is broken of poet Lesbia Harford

My window pane is broken

My window pane is broken 
Just a bit 
Where the small curtain doesn't 
Cover it. 
And in the afternoon 
I like to lie 
And watch the pepper tree 
Against the sky. 
Pink berries and blue sky 
And leaves and sun 
Are very fair to rest 
One's eyes upon. 
And my tired feet are resting 
On the bed 
And there's a pillow under 
My tired head. 
Parties and balls and books 
I know are best 
But when I've finished work 
I like to rest.