There's a big park just close to where we live — <br />Trees in a row <br />And shaggy grass whereon the dead leaves blow. <br />And in the middle round a great lagoon <br />The fair yachts sail <br />In loveliness that makes the water pale. <br />Last night I went to walk along the road <br />Beside the park <br />And feel the kisses of the wintry dark. <br />It's the best place to watch the evening come <br />For mists are there <br />And lights and shadows and the lake is fair <br />And last night looking up I saw two swans <br />Fly overhead <br />With long black necks and their white wings outspread. <br />Above the houses citywards they went, <br />An arrowy pair <br />In secret — white and black and dark and fair.<br /><br />Lesbia Harford<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-two-swans/
