For one brief day, did Queenie stay <br />To brighten each fond heart, <br />Then sped like dove to realms above, <br />Ne'er more to feel death's dart. <br /> <br />O! in that land, where infants stand <br />Arrayed in spotless sheen, <br />No griefs to share, nor sorrows bear, <br />No death to intervene. <br /> <br />We would not care, nay, would not dare <br />To wish thee back again, <br />Nay, rather say, 'Queenie, good day, <br />Till we your rest attain.'<br /><br />Mary Weston Fordham<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/queenie/
