SWEET little face, so full of slumber now -- Sweet lips unlifted now with any kiss -- Sweet dimpled cheek and chin, and snowy brow, -- What quietude is this? O speak! Have you forgotten, yesterday, How gladly you came running to the gate To meet us in the old familiar way, So joyous -- so elate -- So filled with wildest glee, yet so serene With innocence of song and childish chat, With all the dear caresses in between -- Have you forgotten that? Have you forgotten, knowing gentler charms, The boisterous love of one you ran to greet When you last met, who caught you in his arms And kissed you, in the street? Not very many days have passed since then, And yet between that kiss and him there lies No pathway of return -- unless again, In streets of Paradise, Your eager feet come twinkling down the gold Of some bright thoroughfare ethereal, To meet and greet him there just as of old. -- Till then, farewell -- farewell. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GETHSEMANE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON DOMESDAY BOOK: JOHN SCOFIELD by EDGAR LEE MASTERS PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR by JAMES DAVID CORROTHERS THE CASTLE BY THE SEA by JOHANN LUDWIG UHLAND QUATRAIN: HERRICK by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH |