A wind rose in the night,
(She had always feared it so!)
Sorrow plucked at my heart
And I could not help but go.
Softly I went and stood
By her door at the end of the hall.
Dazed with grief I watched
The candles flaring and tall.
The wind was wailing aloud:
I thought how she would have cried
For my warm familiar arms
And the sense of me by her side.
The candles flickered and leapt,
The shadows jumped on the wall.
She lay before me small and still
And did not care at all.
A Wind Rose In The Night
Aline Kilmer
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Poem topics: grief, heart, night, rose, sorrow, small, sense, wall, door, warm, thought, wind, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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