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She follows me about my House of Life
(This happy little ghost of my dead Youth!)
She has no part in Time's relentless strife
She keeps her old simplicity and truth --
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O sad-faced mourners, who each day are wending
Through churchyard paths of cypress and of yew,
Leave, for today, the low graves you are tending,
And lift your eyes to God's eternal blue!
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The Child In Me
She follows me about my House of Life
(This happy little ghost of my dead Youth!)
She has no part in Time's relentless strife
She keeps her old simplicity and truth --
And laughs at grim Mortality,
This deathless Child that stays with me --
(This happy little ghost of my dead Youth!)
My House of Life is weather-stained with years --
(O Child in Me, I wonder why you stay.)
Its windows are bedimmed with rain of tears,
The walls have lost their rose, its thatch is gray.
One after one its guests depart,
So dull a host is my old heart.
(O Child in Me, I wonder why you stay!)
For jealous Age, whose face I would forget,
Pulls the bright flowers you bring me from my hair
And powders it with snow; and yet -- and yet
I love your dancing feet and jocund air.
I have no taste for caps of lace
To tie about my faded face --
I love to wear your flowers in my hair.
O Child in Me, leave not my House of Clay
Until we pass together through the Door,
When lights are out, and Life has gone away
And we depart to come again no more.
We comrades who have travelled far
Will hail the Twilight and the Star,
And smiling, pass together through the Door!
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My Life is a Bowl (last verse) My life is a homing bird that flies Through the starry duskand dew Home to the heaven of your true eyes, Home, dear heart, To you.
My Life is a Bowl (continued) My life is a pool which can only hold One star and a glimpse of blue. But the blue and the little lamp of gold Are you, dear heart, Are you.
" My Life is a Bowl" May Riley Smith My life is a bowl which is mine to brim With lovliness old and new. So I fill its clay from stem to rim With you, dear heart, With you.
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4/25/2024 12:26:34 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Wait, what is the true meaning behind this magical bowl?