Ashes Of Roses Poem by Elaine Goodale Eastman
Ashes Of Roses
Soft on the sunset sky
Bright daylight closes,
Leaving, when light doth die,
Pale hues that mingling lie,-
Ashes of roses.
When love's warm sun is set,
Love's brightness closes;
Eyes with hot tears are wet,
In hearts there linger yet
Ashes of roses.
Thursday, February 8, 2018
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5/5/2024 7:23:43 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Ashes of roses... what a remnant these ashes leave.. Ashes of roses, to kiss your face, and gentle leave. Beautiful. Thank you.