George Tooker
Meadow II
from Birds Of Passage
Delia
Sweet as the tender fragrance that survives,
Delia
Sweet as the tender fragrance that survives,
When martyred flowers breathe out their little lives,
Sweet as a song that once consoled our pain,
But never will be sung to us again,
Is thy remembrance.
Now the hour of restHath come to thee.
Sleep, darling; it is best.
~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow ~
