A Conversation

Did you hear the old man say,
to the child, as he wept
why are thou on grief so sold,
when thou are young, and the grave is for the old.

The child might not have known the Jewels of England,
nor what goes on beyond the Mighty Two,
but with tears in eye, and truth in lie,
In foolish wisdom he did reply.

Did you hear the child say,
to the old man, as he wondered.
'Why, in grief am I deep?
for who told thou that I shan't sleep?
Sure, the grave of dust is for thee,
but the grave of time shall be for me.'