How pleasurable to have you here, my friend, Asking how many pumpkins I will get This autumn; if the beetle sprays defend My roses; if the old pain bothers yet. I tell you, yes, we weathered winters well. Surely (I often try our duet score -- Alone. (I am a Farmer in the Dell; You play the modern compositions more.) You laugh, wanting each triviality, Because, you say -- and well I know it's true -- You have been gone infinitudes from me; But I have never been away from you. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...RETURN (1) by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON TWO SONNETS: 2 by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON THIRD BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 23 by THOMAS CAMPION THE LONELY HOUSE by EMILY DICKINSON DOWN THE MISSISSIPPI: 1. EMBARKATION by JOHN GOULD FLETCHER THE EAGLE THAT IS FORGOTTEN by NICHOLAS VACHEL LINDSAY GRAVE OF HOWARD by WILLIAM LISLE BOWLES EPITAPH ON MR. FRANCIS LEE OF THE TEMPLE, GENT. by WILLIAM BROWNE (1591-1643) |