A LIFETIME here of sweet familiar things
Shared — loves and joys and sorrows — all with me,
Then in one breath her wondering spirit springs
To that unknown and vast eternity.
I knew her every thought and she knew mine,
We loved small piping birds, fair spreading trees,
Green meadows, singing brooks, the reddening vine —
Instead of these she knows all mysteries.
Yet on those pleasant pastures where her feet
Wander beside still waters, through my tears
I see her gathering asphodels, and know
She waits for me through all the timeless years.
Constance Grosvenor Alexander.