Come to me when grief is over, br When the tired eyes, br Seek thy cloudy wings to cover br Close their burning skies. br br Come to me when tears have dwindled br Into drops of dew, br When the sighs like sobs re-kindled br Are but deep and few. br br Hold me like a crooning mother, br Heal me of the smart; br All mine anguish let me smother br In thy brooding heart.