Excerpt from Angus McLaughlin's Selected Poems The summer is coming, the butterflies know it, The rivers are ga110ping on to the sea, And thousands of birds from the far sunny south, Are now on their way to the land of the free. They are coming to sing on the graves of the soldiers, And sing in the land where our forefathers rest, And some robin will sing on the grave of my mother, And sing when the sun glides down in the west. The summer is coming to sink the white blossoms, That the Lord flung out of the ships in the storm. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.