Classic and Contemporary Poetry
DEFERRED, by LEXIE DEAN ROBERTSON Poet's Biography
First Line: I will not grieve for you while autumn lingers
Last Line: But, oh, the time comes ... When I must!
Subject(s): Grief; Love - Loss Of; Sorrow; Sadness
I WILL not grieve for you while autumn lingers
Trailing her scarlet fringe across the land;
I cannot break my heart while grapes are twining
Through twisted branches of the ripe red haw;
Not while the woods are full of crimson glory,
And distant hills grow dim in smoke-blue mist;
There is no room for loss when every sumac
Strikes sudden radiance to heart grown drear,
While sunsets fill the sky with fire-shot amber,
And opal twilights fade to primrose dusk:
I cannot grieve for you while autumn lingers,
But, oh, the time comes ... when I must!
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