Night-long I lay amid Love's fragrant roses. The scented breath of myriad blossoms bold Caressed my dream-closed eyes with perfumes old As any fallen rose that now reposes Within the dust an ancient shrine encloses. It seemed that in my arms I did enfold The garnered beauty of the years untold. Yet at the dawn I held but faded roses. Ah, Lord, are buds more brief than dreams and dust? Is fragrance transient as the wind that blows? Or will an endless essence of delight Perfume my years and hold in sacred trust Eternal roses? Will my heart's one rose Return to haunt my reveries at night? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AT THE BRITISH MUSEUM by RICHARD ALDINGTON DRUMS AND BRASS by DONALD (GRADY) DAVIDSON SUPREME by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON TO GALLANT FRANCE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON TO RICHARD R. WRIGHT - INSTRUCTOR by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON YOUR WORLD by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE LONESOME CHILD by KATHERINE MANSFIELD |