They dropped like flakes, they dropped like stars, <br /> Like petals from a rose, <br />When suddenly across the lune <br /> A wind with fingers goes. <br /> <br />They perished in the seamless grass,-- <br /> No eye could find the place; <br />But God on his repealless list <br /> Can summon every face<br /><br />Emily Dickinson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/they-dropped-like-flakes/
