The fall you went away -- With snowflakes in the air And dead leaves on the ground, -- I thought you would return Before the frozen streams Began to flow again. Until the snow was gone And pussywillows soft Appeared, I thought you'd come. But when some bird calls out To find its mate in spring, I know you'll not return. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE YELLOW VIOLET by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT ON THE DEATH OF MR. CRASHAW by ABRAHAM COWLEY POPPIES IN THE WHEAT by HELEN MARIA HUNT FISKE JACKSON SCHOOL AND SCHOOLFELLOWS; FLOREAT ETONA by WINTHROP MACKWORTH PRAED THE SETTLER: AMERICA IN THE MAKING by ALFRED BILLINGS STREET BOY BRITTAN [FEBRUARY 8, 1862] by BYRON FORCEYTHE WILLSON THE ARGONAUTS (ARGONATUICA): JASON'S SOWING AND REAPING by APOLLONIUS RHODIUS |