Pierrette in Memory
1876-1936
Pierrette has gone, but it was not
Exactly that she died,
So much as vanished and forgot
To tell where she would hide.
To keep a sudden rendezvous,
It came into her mind
That she was late. What could she do
But leave distress behind?
Afraid of being in disgrace,
And hurrying to dress,
She heard there was another place
In need of loveliness.
She went so softly and so soon,
She hardly made a stir;
But going took the stars and moon
And sun away with her.
DayPoems Poem No. 1503
<a href="http://www.daypoems.net/poems/1503.html">Pierrette in Memory by William Griffith</a>
The DayPoems Poetry Collection, www.daypoems.net
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