God grant you wider vision, clearer skies, my son, With morning's rosy kisses on your brow; May your wild yearnings know repose, And storm-clouds break to smiles As you sweep on with spreading wings Unto a waiting sunset! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ELEGY: 18. LOVES PROGRESS by JOHN DONNE WINTER'S EVENING HYMN TO MY FIRE by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL DEAD IN HIS BED by ADDIE LUCIA BALLOU THE DREAMER by HUGH FRANCIS BLUNT THE BLAZING HEART by ALICE WILLIAMS BROTHERTON |