Robert Louis Stevenson

(1850-1894 / Edinburgh / Scotland)

Soon Our Friends Perish

Poem by Robert Louis Stevenson

SOON our friends perish,
Soon all we cherish
Fades as days darken - goes as flowers go.
Soon in December
Over an ember,
Lonely we hearken, as loud winds blow.

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  • Brian JaniBrian Jani (5/3/2014 1:49:00 PM)

    That is a good poem even though it has a sad message(Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002

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