I Whisper a Verse by Joyce Hemsley. I kneel at your grave in the snow and a lovely bouquet I bring you. I whisper a verse, soft and low and an evergreen love-song I sing you. But as icicles dropp from your Stone, I spurn the chill breezes that freeze you, and as I walk away all on my own, I pray that in dreams I may see you. I repeat a very sweet comment in praise of my poem... 'The warmth within your heart melts the coldest ice, and brings the summer winds of comfort'.