When I lay lonely ‘neath a broken bower
All sad and wilted like forgotten flower
I took my comfort from a crumb so tiny
A thought, as small as diamond dew drop shiny.
That you, my life and love on Earth, so tender
Would not forget me: my sweet heartbreak mender!
That while we breathed upon the world still turning
And kind Aurora kept on rising, burning.
You’d visit me, in dreams, to slay my sleeping sorrow
And pledge to me that on some bright tomorrow
We’d meet, once more, upon a moonlit meadow,
Alive, in love, in land of no more shadow!