White Noyes
Yesterday an old
Stream of conversation
Was visited
Concerning my ancestry
There at the end
Was Elizabeth
Saying she was following
From the fringe
Now Elizabeth is gone
Another poet artist
Taken in mid rhyme
and I lamented
Gods indifference
To our works
Had it been me
I'd have kept her here
At least a
Hundred and fifty years
Or until all who loved her
Works
Died before her.
1937-12/13/2014
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