Anyone know where this comes from, who wrote it and is there more to it? Thanx a million.
"Where the heart that does not keep, within its inmost core,
Some fond remembrance hidden deep, of days that are no more?"
Here is the whole poem:
'TIS BUT A LITTLE FADED FLOWER
By Ellen Clemintine Howarth
'Tis but a little faded flower,
But oh, how fondly dear!
"Twill bring me back one golden hour,
Through many a weary year.
I may not to the would impart
The secret of its power,
But treasured in my inmost heart,
I keep my faded flower.
Where is the heart that does not keep,
Within its inmost core,
Some fond remembrance, hidden deep,
Of days that are no more?
Who hath not saved some trifling thing
More prized than jewels rare
A faded flower, a broken ring,
A tress of golden hair?
I hope this helps,
It appears Ms. Howarth was an Irish immigrant who moved to New Jersey learned English there and began to write poems for the working class here in America.
Thank you all! I am so very happy to finally find this poem after so many years. Peace.
The tress of golden hair in the last line has a poem all its own: