Rest In Peace, Oliver Wendell Holmes Poem by Hannington Mumo

I’m a little man to lowly parents born
Many years after you’re gone,
And in many admirable aspects I’m like you:
I’m a weaver of prose and a poet too.

The world is a little place, it seems,
And the likes of you we will only see in dreams;
How I wish you had an eternal frame
That could live as long as your name.

For so God willed it to be,
Unknown to you, may your wit inspire me,
And may you in peace lie at the Mount Auburn Cemetery
Under the shade of the kindest tree.

I’ll remember your Chambered Nautilus
And I ever shall be a hardworking lass,
To continue your brilliant service to art
Before my breath is finally like yours cut.