Ocupation: Poet
Life: July 29, 1880 - September 5, 1971
Birthday: July 29
Death: September 5
Death is only an old door Set in a garden wall; On quiet hinges it gives, at dusk When the thrushes call. Along the lintel are green leaves, Beyond, the light lies still; Very weary and willing feet Go over that sill. There is nothing to trouble any heart; Nothing to hurt at all. Death is only an old door In a garden wall.
topic: Hurt, Wall, Lying, Green Leaves, Hinges