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...THE CROSS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON IF HE SHOULD COME by EDWIN MARKHAM |