Florence kneels down to say her prayers <br />At night. <br />I wonder what she says and why she cares <br />To pray at night. <br />I think when she kneels down to pray <br />At night <br />The names that have been on her lips all day <br />Are there, at night. <br />She interferes with destinies <br />At night. <br />My loves are free to do the things they please <br />By day, or night.<br /><br />Lesbia Harford<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/florence-kneels-down-to-say-her-prayers/
