If Death Is Kind

Perhaps if Death is kind, and there can be returning,
We will come back to earth some fragrant night,
And take these lanes to find the sea, and bending
Breathe the same honeysuckle, low and white.

We will come down at night to these resounding beaches
And the long gentle thunder of the sea,
Here for a single hour in the wide starlight
We shall be happy, for the dead are free.

Submitted by Venus

by Sara Teasdale

Comments (3)

Yes, Herbs, it IS a shame, and you convey this so well in this well-structured, well-rhymed piece of writing. BUT you mustn't tar the whole of humanity with the same brush, Herbs; there are many good people around. Two such people have left comments below. G.
Angie, if you were OBESE, dressed in rags, covered with tar and feathers....I would always hold still for you to land on me. In fact I am drooling now. Best Hx
Herbert you're always a pleasure to land upon in my PH travels. Thanks for sharing your creative work. , :) Angie.