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Soon Our Friends Perish

by Robert Louis Stevenson

Robert Louis Stevenson

SOON our friends perish,
Soon all we cherish
Fades as days darken; goes as flowers go.
Soon in December
Over an ember,
Lonely we hearken, as loud winds blow.




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