In the old lonely ice-encrusted park Two figures passed by in the embracing dark. Their lips were soft but their cold eyes were dead And silence hardly heard the words they said. In the old lonely ice-encrusted park Two ghosts relived their past with its lost spark. #VALUE! #VALUE! - "When you hear my name called, does your heart glow? - Do you still dream of me with love?" "No." - "Oh! those bright days of rushing ecstasy, - Where kisses joined in rapture!" "Well, maybe." #VALUE! #VALUE! So both passed on and went their lonely way, And only night heard what they say | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DAYS OF THE MONTH by MOTHER GOOSE OF GENERAL GOURAUD by ROBERTA BALFOUR AN ANCIENT PATH by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN MOTHER'S WORK by MARY FRANCES MARSHALL BUTTS LINES SUGGESTED BY THE FOURTEENTH OF FEBRUARY (2) by CHARLES STUART CALVERLEY |