LIFE was unkind to him; <br />All things went wrong: <br />Fortune assigned to him <br />Merely a song. <br />Ever a mystery <br />Here to his heart; <br />In his life's history <br />Love played no part. <br />Carve on the granite, <br />There at the end, <br />Where all may scan it, <br />Death was his friend. <br />Giving him all he missed <br />Here upon Earth— <br />Love and the call he missed <br />All that was worth.<br /><br />Madison Julius Cawein<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-poet-s-epitaph-3/
