Taken from men — this morning —
Carried by men today —
Met by the Gods with banners —
Who marshalled her away —
One little maid — from playmates —
One little mind from school —
There must be guests in Eden —
All the rooms are full —
Far — as the East from Even —
Dim — as the border star —
Courtiers quaint, in Kingdoms
Our departed are.
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Though it’s hard to believe (far, dim), our loved dead are in heaven, even if in a lower place.
this poem seems to be about a girl who dies one morning and reaches the gates of heaven but is denied in. I think it is a good poem.