SOON our friends perish,
Soon all we cherish
Fades as days darken – goes as flowers go.
Soon in December
Over an ember,
Lonely we hearken, as loud winds blow.
(Robert Louis Stevenson)
More Poetry from Robert Louis Stevenson:
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- Men Are Heaven's Piers (Robert Louis Stevenson Poems)
- On Now, Although The Year Be Done (Robert Louis Stevenson Poems)
- Sonnet I (Robert Louis Stevenson Poems)