Classic and Contemporary Poetry
JANIE THOMAS, by JILL SPARGUR First Line: Janie thomas always shared Last Line: And show us her harp and her wings. Subject(s): Absence; Death; Heaven; Kindness; Separation; Isolation; Dead, The; Paradise | ||||||||
Janie Thomas always shared The things she had with some one else; Seemed as though she couldn't enjoy them By herself. Her things were never very nice, Not even as nice as mine; But I declare, it doubled the price To see her eyes shine. The simplest kind of goods for a dress Had a glamour all its own, When Janie went down on bargain day And brought it home. And somehow just seeing her being so glad Made me happier with things I had. And it wasn't only dresses That she'd share with you that way, But any thing she thought you would like That had happened to her that day. Sometimes it was something she had seen, Or flowers from her garden bed, Or something she thought we would like to know, Or a story she had read. I never heard her gossip much, I never saw her cry; But she went through life with her arms outstretched And a shining in her eye. And her fault, if she had one, was this: She couldn't enjoy something, old or new, Unless she had showed it to somebody else, And they'd seen it and liked it too. Janie Thomas went away A couple of years ago. Why the Lord takes folks like that I don't know. And when she went she left a child With golden hair. They said it was just like Janie To leave someone to share The sorrow here below. And I see her in heaven bewildered By all those magnificent things, And not quite happy Till she can run down and meet us And show us her harp and her wings. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE END OF LIFE by PHILIP JAMES BAILEY SEVEN TWILIGHTS: 6 by CONRAD AIKEN THE BOOK OF THE DEAD MAN (#19): 2. MORE ABOUT THE DEAD MAN AND WINTER by MARVIN BELL THE WORLDS IN THIS WORLD by LAURE-ANNE BOSSELAAR A SKELETON FOR MR. PAUL IN PARADISE; AFTER ALLAN GUISINGER by NORMAN DUBIE BEAUTY & RESTRAINT by DANIEL HALPERN HOW IT WILL HAPPEN, WHEN by DORIANNE LAUX |
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