Abide with me a little while
Oh darling, do not go
The night is warm beneath your smile
And oh, I need you so
Moments come and then they pass
Like dust tossed to the breeze
Let’s spread our whispers on the grass
In prolonged agonies
The winsome hours do not come
With shadow or with tears
What we put in them is the sum
Of pleasure, pain and years
I care not to leave upon
Some cold grave stone, a rose
If you should leave before me, hon
I’ll hold love’s memories close
Abide with me an hour more
Too soon our memories
Will deck the lawn and garden floor
In dry and withered leaves
Death's carriage stands outside the gate
For either you or I
When it is time he will not wait
Good-bye then love, good-bye
Janet Martin
love the title of your blog...also this poem is a strong one, your word choice is perfect, the reader really gets pulled in
ReplyDeleteThank-you so much.
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