By: Ardis E. Parshall - May 27, 2014 Temple Square at Dusk By Georgia Moore Eberling How quietly the gentle dusk walks here:On mauve-shod feet with violets in her hairShe steps among the flowers, clad in sheerDove-gray, as pale as star dust and as fair.The swirling yellow skirts of passing dayHave veiled the pansy faces, in the gloomThey drop their eyes and bow their heads to prayWhere dusk shadow waves a sable plume.Dusk creeps into the...
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