DOORS

Listen!

Footsteps

Are they,

That falter through the gloom,

That echo through the lonely chambers

Of our house of life?

Listen!

Did a door close?

Did a whisper waken?

Did a ghostly something

Sigh across the dusk?

From the mournful silence

Something, something went!

Far down some shadowy passage

Faintly closed a door —

And O how empty lies

Our house of life!