jay walter Poems

Keep the camp-fire burning just a little more
And sit with me and talk! We two, old friends,
Rest and look to morning even as this day ends.
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Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I won't be there, I will not sleep.
Where will you find me, what will you do?
You'll carry me always; my heart is in you.
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The hardest time to say good-bye
is when one is arriving
'Come in, ' you say,
'Come in and stay and warm yourself.'
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I in my chair,
She among the flowers,
As a peppermint breeze dances through daffodils.
Winter dies,
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On a winter's day
When last we spoke,
My mother whispered close,
'You sang for me.'
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Please don't tell the garden that I won't be there next spring,
The children, on their playing fields? They've more important things.
And don't disturb the neighbor's cat to tell her I am gone,
She's much too busy stalking bugs and field mice in the lawn.
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