I shall not be afraid any more,
Either by night or day;
What would it profit me to be afraid
With you away ?
Now I am brave. In the dark night alone,
All through the house I go,
Locking the doors and making windows fast
When sharp winds blow.
For there is only sorrow in my heart,
There is no room for fear.
But how I wish I were afraid again,
My dear, my dear !
~Aline Kilmer
{husband of the late Joyce Kilmer}