He differed from the others; they were kind But he possessed those understanding ways That so appeal to women. He would praise Fresh, snowy curtains, saying, "Seems to me These must be new ones; couldn't possibly Be those we had; they look so crisp and new." He realized how much a word or two Of praise will lighten labor. .... He was one Who noticed everything, so it was fun To keep things shining. .... Pausing at the door He used to say, "Why, kid, this kitchen floor Is scrubbed too white to walk on." .... He would bring Wild roses for the table and in spring Sweet wild-plum blossoms. .... How he used to love The red geraniums. .... Today, above His head their scarlet clusters nod and sway, And how we miss him since he went away. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MR. HOUSMAN'S MESSAGE by EZRA POUND PROTESTS (AFTER A PAINTING BY HUGO BALLIN) by LOUIS UNTERMEYER THE PRISONER OF CHILLON: INTRODUCTORY SONNET by GEORGE GORDON BYRON EPITHALAMIUM by ALFRED EDWARD HOUSMAN HYMNS OF THE MARSHES: MARSH SONG - AT SUNSET by SIDNEY LANIER THE HOUSE OF LIFE: 77. SOUL'S BEAUTY by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI |