Sangster, Fitzgerald, Ware, Millay & Selected Poems
The Sin of Omission It isn’t the thing you do, dear, It’s the thing you leaved undone; That gives you a bit of a heartache at the setting of the sun. The tender word forgotten, The letter you did not write, The flowers you did not send, dear, Are your haunting ghosts at night… For life is all to short, dear, And sorrow all too great, To suffer our slow compassion That tarries until too late; And it isn’t the…
