Remembered

If I should die, would I forget the sheet
Of silvery April rain, so cool and sweet;
Or one lone pine tree^___tall, serene, and still
Against a sunset sky of daffodil;
Or prairies, rich as Jason's golden fleece,
Drenched with the yellow moonlight, snow, and peace?

Will memory of these dear things bring tears^___
This beauty I have loved throughout the years?

^__Edna Osborne Whitcomb

Contemporary Kansas Poetry
Helen Rhoda Hoopes
page 123
(Kansas City: Joseph D. Havens Company. 1927)