SIMPLE and sweet as a child Was she of the clear, blue eyes, Her spirit as sunny and mild As June with her mellowest skies; Fragile and frail was her form, Yet, oh, what a heart was hers! Was ever affection so warm? The thought of it — how it stirs! The angels are not more fair In Heaven than she had been Here in the haven of care, Unstained by the soil of sin; And, oh, what a love she knew! Whose spirit had been so mild, She with eyes of blue, Simple and sweet as a child. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WAR IS KIND: 1 by STEPHEN CRANE EASTER by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES SONNET: ON A FAMILY PICTURE by THOMAS EDWARDS COLIN CLOUTS COME HOME AGAIN by EDMUND SPENSER THE SONG OF THE DIAL by PETER AIREY IN PRAISE OF OLD AGE by ANAXANDRIDES |