'Where has she gone, the one we knew,
The one we knew and loved,
Who knew us all and loved us all -
Where is all that love?
Where now her smile?
Where now her frown?
Her bright, resounding laugh?
Ah, all are gone, by time undone.
All that was her is past.
Down the stream we drifted,
And saw her on the shore;
Around a bend we drifted,
And saw her then no more.
And yet still she stands there,
Still she stands beside the shore.'
All that was Her by Oliver Wright