I know you are too dear to stay; <br /> You are so exquisitely sweet: <br />My lonely house will thrill some day <br /> To echoes of your eager feet. <br /> <br />I hold your words within my heart, <br /> So few, so infinitely dear; <br />Watching your fluttering hands I start <br /> At the corroding touch of fear. <br /> <br />A faint, unearthly music rings <br /> From you to Heaven -- it is not far! <br />A mist about your beauty clings <br /> Like a thin cloud before a star. <br /> <br />My heart shall keep the child I knew, <br /> When you are really gone from me, <br />And spend its life remembering you <br /> As shells remember the lost sea.<br /><br />Aline Kilmer<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/prevision/
