Dead to-night

Tomorrow the sun will rise. You don’t know what the tides will bring.

If I could have put you in my heart,

If but I could have wrapped you in myself,

How glad I should have been!

And now the chart

Of memory unrolls again to me

The course of our journey here,

before we had to part.

And oh, that you had never, never been

Some of your selves, my love, that some

Of your several faces I had never seen!

And still they come before me, and they go,

And I cry aloud in the moments that intervene.

And oh, my love, as I rock for you to-night,

And have not any longer any hope

To heal the suffering, or make requite

For all your life of asking and despair,

I own that some of me is dead

to-night. ~


Life is like a bunch of roses. Some sparkle like raindrops. Some fade when there's no sun. Some just fade away in time. Some dance in many colors. Some drop with hanging wings. Some make you fall in love. The beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Life you can be sure of, you will not get out ALIVE.(sorry about that)