YES, thou art gone ! and never more <br /> Thy sunny smile shall gladden me ; <br /> But I may pass the old church door, <br /> And pace the floor that covers thee. <br /> <br /> May stand upon the cold, damp stone, <br /> And think that, frozen, lies below <br /> The lightest heart that I have known, <br /> The kindest I shall ever know. <br /> <br /> Yet, though I cannot see thee more, <br /> 'Tis still a comfort to have seen ; <br /> And though thy transient life is o'er, <br /> 'Tis sweet to think that thou hast been ; <br /> <br /> To think a soul so near divine, <br /> Within a form so angel fair, <br /> United to a heart like thine, <br /> Has gladdened once our humble sphere.<br /><br />Anne Brontë<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-reminiscence/
