Time is so long when a man is dead!
Some one sews; and the room is made
Very clean; and the light is shed
Soft through the window-shade.
Yesterday I thought: 'I know
Just how the bells will sound, and how
The friends will talk, and the sermon go,
And the hearse-horse bow and bow!'
This is to-day; and I have no thing
To think of-- nothing whatever to do
But to hear the throb of the pulse of a wing
That wants to fly back to you.
The Dead Lover
James Whitcomb Riley
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Poem topics: horse, light, time, wing, shade, long, room, hear, clean, talk, soft, thought, sound, yesterday, window, Valentine's Day, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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