Here you will find the Poem A Memory. of poet Robert Crawford
She had an other-worldly air, So like a flower she grew, As if her thoughts and feelings were The only life she knew. She moved in other ways apart, As in a secret place, And the emotion of her heart Seemed breathing in her face. It was as if a faery power Had charmed her with its mood, And graced her with the dreamy dower Of earthly angelhood. And when Death touched her starry brow, It seemed as if it were The dream she was became somehow Another dream of her.
