Death & Dying
The Little Ghost
From Herbs and Apples (1910)
Death & Dying
The little one who loved the sun
Who only lived for play,
Ah, why was she the one condemned
To dark and dreams for aye!
The perfect perfume of her life
Was as a rose's breath,
And now she treads eternally
The gusty walks of Death.
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MLA
Whitney, Helen Hay. “The Little Ghost.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/whitney_hh/198/.
Chicago
Whitney, Helen Hay. “The Little Ghost.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/whitney_hh/198/.
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