Classic and Contemporary Poetry

DREAM, by DOROTHY DAVIS
First Line: You will be gone
Last Line: Or the dream possessed?
Subject(s): Love

You will be gone
Like the wind and its blowing;
Love cannot go with you
Where you are going.

Love fits his step
To the man in the street;
You ask the wings of the
World for your feet.

Love is the width
Of a house and a bed;
Why must the sky alone
Cover your head?

Yet who can say
Which is wisest or best,
The dream in the heart,
Or the dream possessed?