Sara Teasdale — If Death Is Kind

Perhaps if Death is kind, and there can be returning,        &nbsp We will come back to earth some fragrant night, And take these lanes to find the sea, and bending        &nbsp Breathe the same honeysuckle, low and white. We will come down at night to these resounding beaches        &nbsp And the long gentle thunder of the sea, Here for a single hour in the wide starlight        &nbsp We shall be happy, for the dead are free.