Remembrance.

Radio Record, Volume II, Issue 10, 21 September 1928, Page 13

Remembrance.

I will not shed for you a single tear; Nor shall, from any word of mine, be guessed My grief. Though deemed unmindful by the rest, What matter? You will understand, my dear. For you, who had im life such shrinking fear Of hurt you could not heal, befitted best Remembrance silent and unmani~ fest, Affronting not death's digmty austere. But every beauty you were wont to praiseNew leaf and blossom, woodland pathway, field Of daffodils, the stave the blackbird singsHolds in its heart a thought of you concealed; And bitter-sweet it is to spend — my days Remembering you in lovely quiei

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