Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LITTLE LIBBIE, by JULIA A. MOORE Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: One more little spirit to heaven has flown Last Line: To welcome home friends once more. Alternate Author Name(s): Sweet Singer Of Michigan Subject(s): Mourning; Bereavement | ||||||||
One more little spirit to Heaven has flown, To dwell in that mansion above, Where dear little angels, together roam, In God's everlasting love. One little flower has withered and died, A bud near ready to bloom, Its life on earth is marked with pride; Oh, sad it should die so soon. Sweet little Libbie, that precious flower Was a pride in her parents' home, They miss their little girl every hour, Those friends that are left to mourn. Her sweet silvery voice no more is heard In the home where she once roamed; Her place is vacant around the hearth, Where her friends are mourning lone. They are mourning the loss of a little girl, With black eyes and auburn hair, She was a treasure to them in this world, This beautiful child so fair. One morning in April, a short time ago, Libbie was active and gay; Her Saviour called her, she had to go, E're the close of that pleasant day. While eating dinner, this dear little child Was choked on a piece of beef. Doctors came, tried their skill awhile, But none could give relief. She was ten years of age, I am told, And in school stood very high. Her little form now the earth enfolds, In her embrace it must ever lie. Her friends and schoolmates will not forget Little Libbie that is no more; She is waiting on the shining step, To welcome home friends once more. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HUNGERFIELD by ROBINSON JEFFERS THE MOURNER by LOUISE MOREY BOWMAN HECUBA MOURNS by MARILYN NELSON THERE IS NO GOD BUT by AGHA SHAHID ALI IF I COULD MOURN LIKE A MOURNING DOVE by FRANK BIDART ADVICE TO LITTLE CHILDREN by JULIA A. MOORE |
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