She has attained the permanence <br />She dreamed of, where old stones lie sunning. <br />Untended stalks blow over her <br />Even and swift, like young men running. <br /> <br />Always in the heart she loved <br />Others had lived, -- she heard their laughter. <br />She lies where none has lain before, <br />Where certainly none will follow after.<br /><br />Louise Bogan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/epitaph-for-a-romantic-woman/
