Atropos

By John Myers O'Hara

1870-1944


Atropos, dread
         One of the Three,
Holding the thread
         Woven for me;

Grimly thy shears,
         Steely and bright,
Menace the years
         Left for delight.

Grant it may chance,
         Just as they close,
June may entrance
         Earth with the rose;

Reigning as though,
         Bliss to the breath,
Endless and no
         Whisper of death.

DayPoems Poem No. 1517
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