It's dark, child, snatcher of sparks! No more are there nights, days are no more; Sleep . . . waiting for everyone to come Who said: Never! Who told you: Forever! Do you hear their steps? . . . How far away they are: Oh, the delicate tread! -Love has wings . . . It's dark, child, snatcher of sparks! Do you hear their voices? . . . Coffins have no ears. Sleep: They weigh but little, all your immortal flowers; Nor will they be coming, your friends the bears, To tumble their cobblestone over your fair ones . . . It's dark, child, snatcher of sparks! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN HARBOR by PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE THE LAW OF THE YUKON by ROBERT WILLIAM SERVICE LINCOLN'S BIRTHDAY - 1918 by JOHN KENDRICK BANGS ETERNITY by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD TWELVE SONNETS: 9. WEARINESS by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) WALKING HOME AT NIGHT; HUSBAND TO WIFE by WILLIAM BARNES |