Friday, October 21, 2011


I am almost afraid of the wind out there.
The dead leaves skip on the porches bare,
The windows clatter and whine.
I sit here in the quiet house. low-lit.
With the clock that ticks and the books that stand.
Wise and silent, on every hand.

I am almost afraid; though I know the night
Lets no ghosts walk in the warm lamplight.
Yet ghosts there are; and they blow, they blow,
Out in the wind and the scattering snow.-
When I open the windows and go to bed,
Will the ghosts come In and stand at my head?

Last night I dreamed they came back again.
I heard them talking; I saw them plain.
They hugged me and held me and loved me; spoke
Of happy doings and friendly folk.
They seemed to have journeyed a week away,
but now they were ready and glad to stay.

But, oh, if they came on the wind to-night
Could I bear their faces, their garments white
Blown in the dark around my lonely bed?
Oh, could I forgive them for being dead?
I am almost afraid of the wind. My shame!
That I would not be glad if my dear ones came! 
--Fannie Stearns Davis-- 

Wishing you all a wonderful weekend.  Sorry about the clocks.  Wish there was an extra hour sleep.  Fox News announced it yesterday morning so I just went with it.


  1. Ooooooooooooooooo, great poem. :-)

    And oh! Thank you for reminding me. Clocks *fall back* this weekend. I forgot.

    Gentle hugs,
    "The goldenrod is yellow
    The corn is turning brown
    The trees in apple orchards
    With fruit are bending down."

    ~ Childrens song

  2. i think daylight savings ends Nov. 6th . I hope you have a good weekend yourself :)

  3. Oooo- don't set the clock back just yet, Mary! DST doesn't end until Nov. 6 this year. Hope your weekend is relaxing and that you find the right place with the right application process!

  4. I had not heard about the time change this weekend...Thanks

  5. It was very windy here too! Love that poem and it is so appropriate.
    Don't know about the clocks just yet....

  6. Oh my, hehehe
    I just phoned work about the clock thing.
    It is not till November...


    I too, loved the poem Mary.

    huggies Sharon

  7. Wonderful !!!! Thank you so much for sharing !
    Have a magical day.

  8. When you say you believe in ghosts, people will look at you out the corner of thier eye. Some things are beyond explanation.
    Have a great weekend Mary. X.