Love spent his life for her
And hid his tears and sighs;
He bartered all his soul for her,
With tender pleading eyes.

Her scarlet mouth that smiled,
Mocked lightly at his woe,
And while she would not bid him stay
She did not bid him go.

But hope within him failed
Until he pled no more--
And cold and still he turned his face
Away from her heart's door.

* * * * *

Long were the days she watched
For one who never came;--
Through sleepless nights her white lips bore
The burden of a name.




A SONG OF SUMMER DAYS

As pearls slip off a silken string and fall into the sea,
These rounded summer days fall back into eternity.