Draw the shades across the window -- Place a wreath of flowers by. Let there be no sound to mar it, If a lovely thing must die. Quiet -- in the endless gloaming -- Let no worldly breath invade. Time may heal the ache a little, Memories, like flowers, fade. Only let the scene be holy -- In the darkness kneel and pray; Silently --, a prayer of sorrow, For a heart has died today. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THAT KIND OF POEM' by KAREN SWENSON FETES GALANTES: ROMANCES SANS PAROLE, SELECTION by PAUL VERLAINE FAREWELL TO NANCY by ROBERT BURNS THE WHITE KNIGHT'S SONG by CHARLES LUTWIDGE DODGSON FOR THE BED AT KELMSCOTT by WILLIAM MORRIS (1834-1896) |