When we're together, how the moments fly! We toss them up like jewels in the sun; We catch them lightly as a falling leaf, To find a light that's new in every one; Life then to us is all a game of play With leaves and jewels, and too short a day. But when alone with Time, and you away, I hear those heavy, deadly strokes of his At Life's foundations, aiming at our years, That fall in thuds from blows that never miss; What are our moments then, so weak and small — When years of life are heard to crash and fall! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NIGHTS WITHOUT SLEEP by SARA TEASDALE THE PASSIONS: AN ODE FOR MUSIC by WILLIAM COLLINS (1721-1759) ONCE BEFORE by MARY ELIZABETH MAPES DODGE ANOTHER GRACE FOR A CHILD by ROBERT HERRICK GRANDMOTHER'S STORY OF BUNKER HILL BATTLE by OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES THOSE EVENING BELLS by THOMAS MOORE |