Poems (Ryan)/To Miss Annie N

by Mary C. Ryan

TO MISS ANNIE N.

Annie, when friends around thee throng,
 Culling life's flowers for thee,
To twine a garland for thy brow,
 That thou mayst happy be;
When thy bright smiles in some fond eye,
 Reflected thou canst see—
Look! through the vista of years past,
 With one sweet smile for me.

And when thy youth and beauty fade,
 And barren earth appears,
When thou art left alone to mourn
 In sorrow and in tears,
Though from no heart, to thy low sigh,
 An echo comes to thee—
List! from the hills of vanished days,
 For one deep sigh from me.