The Spike or Victoria University College Review 1935
Framed in the soft glow of an autumn eve
I saw you, smiling, stand beside the child,
The pattern of your simple summer dress
Blending in a harmony of mild
Soft blues and greens with the hydrangea bush.
I saw the slender firmness of your form,
The youthful roundness of your breast,
The round white arms, your hair, your lips—
And as I looked, could scarcely realise
That you had borne the young child at your feet,
Until I saw the new light in your eyes,
And heard a strange new softness in your voice.