Here you will find the Poem The Coloured Hours of poet Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall
GRAY hours have cities, Green hours have rhymes Of hearts grown loving In old summertimes, But the white hours have only A cloud in the sky And a star, bright and lonely, To remember them by. Gold hours have laughter, Red hours have song Drawn from lost fountains Of beauty and wrong. But the white hours,?O, tender As rose-flakes they lie, With youth's fallen splendour To remember them by.
