Love I could give , but neither food nor fire ,
Shelter nor strength nor name :
Her home had been a haven of desire ,
And yet she came .
They would have rescued her at any time
If she had left my side :
But we were happy beyond sense or rhyme
Until she died .
What words will serve to tell them ? I can see
In the great house one light ,
The candle at her window : and for me ,
Only the night
21st June 1952