Robert Kirkland Kernighan
Up The Moonlit Road Came She - Poem by Robert Kirkland Kernighan
Yes we 'd letters from Liz for quite a while :
The dear writ that she wuz doin well ;
She said she mixed with folks of style,
But all at once a curtain fell !
Out at the gate we waited long,
Oft in the warm and in the cold ;
My arm was not as big and strong
Me and my wife was growng old.
We watched, and watched. One moonlit night
Something was crossing the bridge below ;
My heart beat high my soul -was light
I whispered, ' Mother, do you know ?'
The form came up the moonlit road ;
I saw her baby and tearful eye
Ah, then was lifted the fearful load,
For Lizzie I loved came home to die.
Often I asked who was he
She 'd close her eyes and shake her head :
His accursed name is a mystery
It 's buried with my darling dead.
But still at even time I wait,
And watch the road at dying day ;
And mother joins me at the gate,
And that is why my hair is gray.
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