Patrick Kavanagh

A Room

I've kept a room apart
Within my secret heart
That when she comes I may
Invite true love to stay.

I've kept a little room
Dream-lanterns illume
A room close-shut and fenced
All evil things against.

No darkling child shall enter
Or true-love's foul tormenter.
The winds of death that screech
My true love cannot reach.
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