The days are long and lonely, The nights are full of tears; The future now is only The want of you through years. I long to clasp and kiss you, To feel your tender touch; You grieved that I must miss you; You could not know how much. I want you when I waken, I yearn for you at eve; In haunts you have forsaken I sit alone and grieve. Indoors I move all restless, Your absence crowds the space; Outside I wander questless, Since vain to seek your face. I seek fair pastime's favor, I carry grim toil's load; But pleasure has no savor; Nor even toil's sharp goad Can turn me from the sorrow That holds me night and day; For me joy has no morrow Since you have gone away. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE AUDACIOUS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON A BIRTHDAY SONG by SIDNEY LANIER SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: YEE BOW by EDGAR LEE MASTERS FRIENDS BEYOND by THOMAS HARDY THE POET AND HIS BOOK by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY STILL, STILL WITH THEE by HARRIET BEECHER STOWE |