In The Shadow - A poem by J. M. Caveness

In The Shadow.

A FLOWER once grew by my open door,
   As fair as a rose in May;
It filled my heart with an untold joy
   For many a summer day.
But a chilling blast swept by one night,
   And scattered its petals fair,
And as they withered upon the ground,
   Imprisoned my spirit there.

A beautiful bird in the glad spring-time
   Came near my window sill,
And with its sweet and gladsome song
   My spirit would often thrill.
I listened in vain for its melody
   One wintry autumn day;
The bird had flown, and in its flight
   Had borne my soul away.

A celestial being, sweet and rare,
   With heaven in her face,
Enshrined herself within my heart,
   With all her wealth of grace.
Death's angel flew above her frame,
   It suddenly grew chill;
And in the shadow of that wing
   My spirit lingers still

^__J. M. Cavaness.

Poems by Two Brothers
A. A. B. Cavaness & J. M. Cavaness
(Chetopa: J. M. Cavaness and Son. 1896)
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