James Whitcomb Riley

(7 October 1849 - 22 July 1916 / Greenfield, Indiana)

To Annie


When the lids of dusk are falling
O'er the dreamy eyes of day,
And the whippoorwills are calling,
And the lesson laid away,--
May Mem'ry soft and tender
As the prelude of the night,
Bend over you and render
As tranquil a delight.

Submitted: Friday, April 09, 2010

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