Dancing Dust
	Poems by Mollie Caird (1922-2000)
	The spring's encrease
Home Alphabetic index of poems Thematic index of poems Biography Gallery Contact and links	Come, love, and blow the paly candle out, Shatter the crystal vials one by one, And spill the unlamented tears about The wide earth, warming in your love's bright sun. Lives then the dream? And my poor broken song Become an elegy for wasted grief; Did I account a year of waiting long? Ten, twenty such would be as minutes brief. The end thus sure.  Forego the elegy And swan-song of the half-remembered tears; Untune them in our love's new symphony That fades the very music of the spheres. Green Book No.9  June, 1943