MY father's friend came once to tea. <br />He laughed and talked. He spoke to me. <br />But in another week they said <br />That friendly pink-faced man was dead. <br /> <br />' How sad . .' they said, 'the best of men . .' <br />So I said too, 'How sad '; but then <br />Deep in my heart I thought with pride, <br />'I know a person who has died.'<br /><br />Frances Darwin Cornford<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-recollection-2/
