It sheds a shy solemnity,
This lamp in our poor room.
O grey and gold amenity, --
Silence and gentle gloom!
Wide from the world, a stolen hour
We claim, and none may know
How love blooms like a tardy flower
Here in the day's after-glow.
And even should the world break in
With jealous threat and guile,
The world, at last, must bow and win
Our pity and a smile.
.......the coziness of being in one's own room is beautifully penned ★
Love blooms like a tardy flower In the day's after glow Beautiful conceptualization. Thanks for sharing it here.
'Wide from the world, a stolen hour We claim, and none may know' ..is a very thought provoking line. Nice poem.Thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Solemnity! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.